Silence is more musical than any song.
– Christina G Rossetti
Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.
– Christina G. Rossetti
What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb.
If I were a Wise Man
I would do my part.
Yet what can I give Him?
I give Him my heart.
– Christina G. Rossetti
For there is no friend like a sister
In calm or stormy weather;
To cheer one on the tedious way,
To fetch one if one goes astray,
To lift one if one totters down,
To strengthen whilst one stands.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Heaven is the presence of God.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you planned: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterward remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Be the green grass above me, with showers and dewdrops wet; and if thou wilt, remember, and if thou wilt,forget.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Love is like a rose, the joy of all the earth.
– Christina G. Rossetti
What is the beginning? Love. What is the course. Love still. What the goal. The goal is love.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Were there no God, we would be in this glorious world with grateful hearts: and no one to thank.
– Christina G. Rossetti
One day in the country Is worth a month in town
– Christina G. Rossetti
When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Obedience is the fruit of faith.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Hope is like a harebell, trembling from its birth,Love is like a rose, the joy of all the earth, Faith is like a lily, lifted high and white,Love is like a lovely rose, the world’s delight. Harebells and sweet lilies show a thornless growth,But the rose with all its thorns excels them both.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Remember me when I am gone away, gone far away into the silent land.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Open wide the windows of our spirits and fill us full of light; open wide the door of our hearts, that we may receive and entertain Thee with all our powers of adoration.
– Christina G. Rossetti
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 G Rossetti
Love came down at Christmas; love all lovely, love divine; love was born at Christmas, stars and angels gave the sign.
– Christina G. Rossetti
The angel of spring, the mellow-throated nightingale.
– Christina G Rossetti
Spring is when life’s alive in everything.
– Christina G. Rossetti
All things that pass are wisdom’s looking-glass.
– Christina G. Rossetti
My heart is like a singing bird.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Choose love not in the shallows but in the deep.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Love loves for ever,
And finds a sort of joy in pain,
And gives with nought to take again,
And loves too well to end in vain:
Is the gain small then?
Love laughs at “never”,
Outlives our life, exceeds the span
Appointed to mere mortal man:
All which love is and does and can
Is all in all then.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Tread softly! All the earth is holy ground.
– Christina G. Rossetti
I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you’d say, ‘Where? What?’ and turn away.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Spring bursts to-day, For Christ is risen and all the earth’s at play.
– Christina G Rossetti
The loves that meet in Paradise shall cast out fear, And Paradise hath room for you and me and all.
– Christina G Rossetti
I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on.
– Christina G. Rossetti
My heart is breaking for a little love.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Flowers preach to us if we will hear.
– Christina G. Rossetti
Consider The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:- We are as they; Like them we fade away As doth a leaf.
– Christina G Rossetti
And all the winds go sighing, for sweet things dying.
– Christina G. Rossetti