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Christina Rossetti: The Three Enemies
The Three EnemiesThe Flesh'Sweet, thou art pale.' 'More pale to see, Christ hung upon the cruel tree And bore His Father's wrath for me.''Sweet, thou art sad…Christina Rossetti: Three Seasons
Three Seasons 'A cup for hope!' she said, In springtime ere the bloom was old: The crimson wine was poor and cold By her mouth's richer red. 'A cup for love!' how low, How soft the words…Christina Rossetti: Twilight Calm
Twilight Calm Oh, pleasant eventide! Clouds on the western side Grow grey and greyer hiding the warm sun: The bees and birds, their happy labours done, Seek their close nests and…Christina Rossetti: Twilight Night
Twilight NightMarch 1866IWe met, hand to hand, We clasped hands close and fast, As close as oak and ivy stand; But it is past: Come day, come night, day comes at last.We loosed hand…Christina Rossetti: Under the Rose
Under the Rose'The iniquity of the fathers upon the children.'Oh the rose of keenest thorn! One hidden summer morn Under the rose I was born.I do not guess his name Who wrought my Mother's…Christina Rossetti: Up-Hill
Up-HillDoes the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend.But is there for the night a resting-…Christina Rossetti: Vanity of Vanities
Vanity of VanitiesSonnetAh, woe is me for pleasure that is vain, Ah, woe is me for glory that is past: Pleasure that bringeth sorrow at the last, Glory that at the last bringeth no gain!…Christina Rossetti: Wife to Husband
Wife to HusbandPardon the faults in me, For the love of years ago: Good-bye. I must drift across the sea, I must sink into the snow, I must die.You can bask in this sun, You can…Christina Rossetti: Winter Rain
Winter RainEvery valley drinks, Every dell and hollow: Where the kind rain sinks and sinks, Green of Spring will follow.Yet a lapse of weeks Buds will burst their edges, Strip their…Christina Rossetti: Within the Veil
Within the Veil1865She holds a lily in her hand, Where long ranks of Angels stand, A silver lily for her wand.All her hair falls sweeping down; Her hair that is a golden brown, A crown…