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Face of the Deep (1.9-11)

Continuing with The Face of the Deep, Christina Georgina Rossetti’s 1892 devotional commentary on the Apocalypse, the first full commentary of any sort on that book written by a woman. Rossetti is one of the best poets in the English … Continue reading

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While clod returns to clod

Before the mountains were brought forth, before      Earth and the world were made, then God was God : And God will still be God when flames shall roar      Round earth and heaven dissolving at His nod :      And this God … Continue reading

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The Face of the Deep (1.7-8)

It’s been a long time since I’ve touched this. Herewith, I continue posting Christina Rossetti’s devotional commentary on the Apocalypse, The Face of the Deep, published in London in 1892 by the Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge. This was, so … Continue reading

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Seasons

Crocuses and snowdrops wither, Violets, primroses together, Fading with the fading Spring Before a fuller blossoming. O sweet Summer, pass not soon, Stay awhile the harvest-moon : O sweetest Summer, do not go, For Autumn’s next and next the snow. … Continue reading

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An Alphabet

A is the Alphabet, A at its head ;      A is an Antelope, agile to run. B is the Baker Boy bringing his bread,      Or black Bear and brown Bear, both begging for bun. C is a Cornflower come with … Continue reading

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The Lotus Eaters

Ulysses to Penelope In a far distant land they dwell,      Incomprehensible,      Who love the shadow more than light,      More than the sun the moon,      Cool evening more than noon, Pale silver more than gold that glitters bright,      A dark cloud … Continue reading

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Treasure for a thorn

At morn I plucked a rose and gave it Thee,      A rose of joy and happy love and peace,           A rose with scarce a thorn :           But in the chillness of a second morn      My rose bush drooped, and all … Continue reading

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