Christina Rossetti Quotes About Dreams

Quotes about: Dreams

• 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

• When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the green grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet: And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget. I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel the rain; I shall not hear the nightingale Sing on as if in pain: And dreaming through the twilight That doth not rise nor set, Haply I may remember, And haply I may forget.

  Christina Rossetti

  Dream, Song, Pain

  "When I am dead, my dearest" l. 1 (1862)

• Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart; My silent heart, lie still and break: Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed For a dream's sake.

  Christina Rossetti

  Dream, Lying, Heart

  Christina Rossetti (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Christina Rossetti (Illustrated)”, p.113, Delphi Classics

• Fair as the moon and joyful as the light; Tot wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim; Not as she is, but was when hope shone bright; Not as she is, but as she fills his dreams.

  Christina Rossetti

  Dream, Moon, Light

  Christina Rossetti, “In An Artist's Studio”

• Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again though cold in death; Come back to me in dreams, that I may give Pulse for pulse, breath for breath: Speak low, lean low, As long ago, my love, how long ago

  Christina Rossetti

  Dream, Long Ago, Giving

  Christina Rossetti (2008). “Poems and Prose”, p.47, OUP Oxford

• Not as she is, but as she fills his dream

  Christina Rossetti

  Dream

  Christina Rossetti (2008). “Poems and Prose”, p.71, OUP Oxford

• Come to me in the silence of the night,
  Come to me in the speaking silence of a dream.
  Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright as sunlight on a stream.
  Come back in tears,
  O memory, hope, love of finished years.

  Christina Rossetti

  Dream, Memories, Eye

  'Echo'

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