My heart is like a singing bird whose nest is in a watered shoot; my heart is like an apple-tree whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit.Christina Rossetti
“When I am dead, my dearest, sing no sad songs for me.”
“When I am dead, my dearest, sing no sad songs for me.”
— CHRISTINA ROSSETTI
Poet · 1830 – 1894
Christina Rossetti was an English poet of Italian descent, sister of the Pre-Raphaelite artist Dante Gabriel Rossetti, for whom she modelled. Her collection Goblin Market and Other Poems (1862) established her reputation, and her devotional verse and the carol 'In the Bleak Midwinter' kept her famous after her death. Long underrated, she is now regarded as one of the finest Victorian poets.
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