Christina Rossetti, selected poems Contents
- Author(s)
- A Better Resurrection
- A Birthday
- At Home
- Cousin Kate
- Despised and rejected
- Echo
- Goblin Market
- Good Friday
- Jessie Cameron
- L.E.L.
- Maude Clare
- Remember
- A Royal Princess
- Shut Out
- Summer is ended
- The Convent Threshold
- The Lowest Place
- To Lalla, reading my verses topsy turvy
- Twice
- Uphill
- When I am dead, my dearest
- Winter: My Secret
Summer is ended
To think that this meaningless thing was ever a rose
Scentless, colorless, this!
Will it ever be thus (who knows?)
Thus with our bliss,
If we wait till the close?
Though we care not to wait for the end, there comes the end
Sooner, later, at last,
Which nothing can mar, nothing mend:
An end locked fast,
Bent we cannot re-bend.
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