170 Quotes by Christina Rossetti

All things that pass Are wisdom’s looking-glass.

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

The city mouse lives in a house, The garden mouse lives in a bower.

Why does the sea moan evermore? Shut out from heaven it makes its moan, It frets against the boundary shore; All earth’s full rivers cannot fill The sea, that drinking thirsteth still.

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

Love came down at Christmas,Love all lovely, Love Divine;Love was born at Christmas;Star and angels gave the sign.

Consider the lilies of the field whose bloom is brief: We are as they; Like them we fade away As doth a leaf.

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.

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, in the bleak midwinter, long ago.