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Christina Rossetti: By the Waters of Babylon

By the Waters of BabylonB.C. 570October 1866Here where I dwell I waste to skin and bone; The curse is come upon me, and I waste In penal torment powerless to atone. The curse is come on…

Christina Rossetti: Christian and Jew

Christian and JewA Dialogue'Oh happy happy land! Angels like rushes stand About the wells of light.'— 'Alas, I have not eyes for this fair sight: Hold fast my hand.'—'As in a soft wind,…

Christina Rossetti: Cousin Kate

Cousin KateI was a cottage maiden Hardened by sun and air, Contented with my cottage mates, Not mindful I was fair. Why did a great lord find me out, And praise my flaxen hair? Why did…

Christina Rossetti: Dead Hope

Dead HopeMay 1868Hope new born one pleasant morn Died at even; Hope dead lives nevermore. No, not in heaven.If his shroud were but a cloud To weep itself away; Or were he buried…

Christina Rossetti: Despised and Rejected

Despised and RejectedMy sun has set, I dwell In darkness as a dead man out of sight; And none remains, not one, that I should tell To him mine evil plight This bitter night. I will make fast…

Christina Rossetti: Dream Land

Dream LandWhere sunless rivers weep Their waves into the deep, She sleeps a charmèd sleep: Awake her not. Led by a single star, She came from very far To seek where shadows are Her…

Christina Rossetti: Dream-Love

Dream-LoveYoung Love lies sleeping In May-time of the year, Among the lilies, Lapped in the tender light: White lambs come grazing, White doves come building there: And round about him…

Christina Rossetti: Easter Even

Easter Even1864There is nothing more that they can do For all their rage and boast; Caiaphas with his blaspheming crew, Herod with his host,Pontius Pilate in his Judgement-hall Judging…

Christina Rossetti: Fata Morgana

Fata MorganaA blue-eyed phantom far before Is laughing, leaping toward the sun: Like lead I chase it evermore, I pant and run.It breaks the sunlight bound on bound: Goes singing as it…

Christina Rossetti: Goblin Market

Goblin MarketMorning and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: 'Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, Lemons and oranges, Plump unpecked cherries, Melons and…