Christina Rossetti Quotes About Birds

Quotes about: Birds

• I wonder if the sap is stirring yet,
  If wintry birds are dreaming of a mate,
  If frozen snowdrops feel as yet the sun
  And crocus fires are kindling one by one:
  Sing robin, sing:
  I still am sore in doubt concerning Spring.

  Christina Rossetti

  Dream, Spring, Fire

  Christina Rossetti (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Christina Rossetti (Illustrated)”, p.122, Delphi Classics

• Oh that it were with me
  As with the flower;
  Blooming on its own tree
  For butterfly and bee
  Its summer morns:
  That I might bloom mine hour
  A rose in spite of thorns.
  
  Oh that my work were done
  As birds' that soar
  Rejoicing in the sun:
  That when my time is run
  And daylight too,
  I so might rest once more
  Cool with refreshing dew.

  Christina Rossetti

  Summer, Running, Flower

  Christina Rossetti (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Christina Rossetti (Illustrated)”, p.96, Delphi Classics

• Gone were but the Winter,
  Come were but the Spring,
  I would go to a covert
  Where the birds sing;
  
  Where in the whitethorn
  Singeth a thrush,
  And a robin sings
  In the holly-bush.
  
  Full of fresh scents
  Are the budding boughs
  Arching high over
  A cool green house:
  
  Full of sweet scents,
  And whispering air
  Which sayeth softly:
  We spread no snare;
  
  Here dwell in safety,
  Here dwell alone,
  With a clear stream
  And a mossy stone.
  
  Here the sun shineth
  Most shadily;
  Here is heard an echo
  Of the far sea,
  Though far off it be.

  Christina Rossetti

  Sweet, Spring, Winter

  Christina Rossetti (2008). “Poems and Prose”, p.11, OUP Oxford

• January cold and desolate;
  February dripping wet;
  March wind ranges;
  April changes;
  Birds sing in tune
  To flowers of May,
  And sunny June
  Brings longest day;
  In scorched July
  The storm-clouds fly,
  Lightning-torn;
  August bears corn,
  September fruit;
  In rough October
  Earth must disrobe her;
  Stars fall and shoot
  In keen November;
  And night is long
  And cold is strong
  In bleak December.

  Christina Rossetti

  Strong, Stars, Spring

  Christina Rossetti (2014). “Rossetti: Poems”, p.128, Everyman's Library

• My heart is like a singing bird.

  Christina Rossetti

  Memorable, Heart, Bird

  "A Birthday" l. 1 (1862)

• My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder than all these, Because my love is come to me. Raise me a daïs of silk and down; Hang it with vair and purple dyes; Carve it in doves and pomegranates, And peacocks with a hundred eyes; Work it in gold and silver grapes, In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys; Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me.

  Christina Rossetti

  Life, Work, Eye

  Christina Georgina Rossetti, “A Birthday”

• My heart is like a singing bird
  Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
  My heart is like an apple-tree
  Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit.

  Christina Rossetti

  Heart, Apples, Water

  Christina Rossetti, “A Birthday”

• It's surely summer. for there's a swallow: Come one swallow, his mate will follow, The bird race quicken and wheel and thicken.

  Christina Rossetti

  Summer, Race, Bird

  Christina Rossetti (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Christina Rossetti (Illustrated)”, p.258, Delphi Classics

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