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Christina Georgina Rossetti

Goblin Market, The Prince's Progress, and Other Poems

  • shroukdannyhas quoted4 years ago
    She thought of Jeanie in her grave,
    Who should have been a bride;
    But who for joys brides hope to have
    Fell sick and died
    In her gay prime,
    In earliest Winter time
    With the first glazing rime,
    With the first snow-fall of crisp Winter time.
  • shroukdannyhas quoted4 years ago
    Fruits which that unknown orchard bore;
    She sucked until her lips were sore;
    Then flung the emptied rinds away
    But gathered up one kernel stone,
    And knew not was it night or day
    As she turned home alone.
  • shroukdannyhas quoted4 years ago
    She sucked and sucked and sucked the more
  • shroukdannyhas quoted4 years ago
    In tones as smooth as honey
  • shroukdannyhas quoted4 years ago
    Laura stared but did not stir,
    Longed but had no money:
    The whisk-tailed merchant bade her taste
  • shroukdannyhas quoted4 years ago
    Their hungry thirsty roots?'
  • shroukdannyhas quoted4 years ago
    'We must not look at goblin men,
    We must not buy their fruits:
    Who knows upon what soil they fed
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