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The Complete Poems of Christina Rossetti

A variorum edition: Edited, with textual notes and introductions, by R. W. Crump
Rossetti, Christina Georgina (1830-1894)

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VOLUME I
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I Goblin Market and Other Poems (1862)
  
GOBLIN MARKET.
  
IN THE ROUND TOWER AT JHANSI, JUNE 8, 1857.
  
DREAM-LAND.
  
AT HOME.
  
A TRIAD.
  
LOVE FROM THE NORTH.
  
WINTER RAIN.
  
COUSIN KATE.
  
NOBLE SISTERS.
  
SPRING.
  
THE LAMBS OF GRASMERE, 1860.
  
A BIRTHDAY.
  
REMEMBER.
  
AFTER DEATH.
  
AN END.
  
MY DREAM.
  
SONG.
  
THE HOUR AND THE GHOST.
  
A SUMMER WISH.
  
AN APPLE-GATHERING.
  
SONG.
  
MAUDE CLARE.
  
ECHO.
  
WINTER: MY SECRET.
  
ANOTHER SPRING.
  
A PEAL OF BELLS.
  
FATA MORGANA.
  
“NO, THANK YOU, JOHN.”
  
MAY.
  
A PAUSE OF THOUGHT.
  
TWILIGHT CALM.
  
WIFE TO HUSBAND.
  
THREE SEASONS.
  
MIRAGE.
  
SHUT OUT.
  
SOUND SLEEP.
  
SONG.
  
SONG.
  
DEAD BEFORE DEATH.
  
BITTER FOR SWEET.
  
SISTER MAUDE.
  
REST.
  
THE FIRST SPRING DAY.
  
THE CONVENT THRESHOLD.
  
UP-HILL.
  
“THE LOVE OF CHRIST WHICH PASSETH KNOWLEDGE.”
  
“A BRUISED REED SHALL HE NOT BREAK.”
  
A BETTER RESURRECTION.
  
ADVENT.
  
THE THREE ENEMIES.
  
ONE CERTAINTY.
  
CHRISTIAN AND JEW. A DIALOGUE.
  
SWEET DEATH.
  
SYMBOLS.
  
“CONSIDER THE LILIES OF THE FIELD.”
  
THE WORLD.
  
A TESTIMONY.
  
SLEEP AT SEA.
  
FROM HOUSE TO HOME.
  
OLD AND NEW YEAR DITTIES.
  
AMEN.
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II The Prince's Progress and Other Poems (1866)
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III Poems Added in Goblin Market, The Prince's Progress and Other Poems (1875)
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VOLUME II
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VOLUME III

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THE WORLD.

By day she wooes me, soft, exceeding fair:
But all night as the moon so changeth she;
Loathsome and foul with hideous leprosy
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And subtle serpents gliding in her hair.
By day she wooes me to the outer air,
Ripe fruits, sweet flowers, and full satiety:
But thro' the night, a beast she grins at me,
A very monster void of love and prayer.
By day she stands a lie: by night she stands
In all the naked horror of the truth
With pushing horns and clawed and clutching hands.
Is this a friend indeed; that I should sell
My soul to her, give her my life and youth,
Till my feet, cloven too, take hold on hell?
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