poet Christina Georgina Rossetti

Christina Georgina Rossetti

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A Daughter Of Eve

A fool I was to sleep at noon,
And wake when night is chilly
Beneath the comfortless cold moon;
A fool to pluck my rose too soon,
A fool to snap my lily.

My garden-plot I have not kept;
Faded and all-forsaken,
I weep as I have never wept:
Oh it was summer when I slept,
It's winter now I waken.

Talk what you please of future spring
And sun-warm'd sweet to-morrow:
Stripp'd bare of hope and everything,
No more to laugh, no more to sing,
I sit alone with sorrow.

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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  • Suryendu Chaudhury (10/1/2020 10:49:00 AM)

    It seems like an act which the poetess laments in this poem.

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  • Chinedu DikeChinedu Dike (5/24/2020 1:49:00 PM)

    A work of an intricate mind.
    A masterful piece of poetry.

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  • T C JOSHI (2/18/2018 2:05:00 AM)

    Very beatiful. Awesome

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  • Jenny PhillipsJenny Phillips (10/30/2017 4:08:00 PM)

    thats so sad. diseased daughter?

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  • Sakalabaktula SairajSakalabaktula Sairaj (10/20/2017 2:19:00 AM)

    awesome and so nice poem i am so happy to read this poem

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  • M Asim NehalM Asim Nehal (7/11/2016 3:14:00 AM)

    Awesome...Simple and philosophical poem....10+++

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  • Shankaran Kutty (3/23/2016 11:47:00 PM)

    Such simple language and yet so poignant

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  • Pietro 6 (2/24/2016 10:12:00 PM)

    It is the regret of many weak up too late. Another lovely poem

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  • Alisha CastleAlisha Castle (1/8/2016 12:58:00 AM)

    Talk what you please of future spring
    And sun-warm'd sweet to-morrow:
    Stripp'd bare of hope and everything,
    No more to laugh, no more to sing,
    I sit alone with sorrow.....................Nice lines

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  • Charles Dickens (12/1/2015 6:18:00 AM)

    I like the way Christina analogizes the time of day with the seasons and life span. Always a favourite poet of mine

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  • Charles Dickens (12/1/2015 6:16:00 AM)

    I like the way Christina analogises times of the day with the seasons and with the span of life. Always a favourite poet of mine

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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (3/10/2015 6:54:00 AM)

    Pure love of life and re thoughts on past events that hounds the mind. A good imaginary.

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  • Milica Franchi De Luri (3/22/2009 4:11:00 PM)

    I love this poem.Basically what she is saying is that she let her life past her by, she got her awareness bit late in life, like some of us.Very good reminder to the young ones; live life to the fullest.

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  • Priyanka Shetty (4/9/2008 1:13:00 PM)

    nice awesome mindblowing poem........ im adding this to my poem list.... thank u for sharing it.....

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