Poetry Solace: Of song, remember and rose..

Another lady poet.. from England.. Christina Rossetti.. 3 of her poems that I liked..

Song

When I am dead, my dearest,

Sing no sad songs for me;

Plant thou no roses at my head

Nor shady cypress tree.

Be the green grass above me

With showers and dew-drops wet;

And if thou wilt, remember

And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,

I shall not feel the the rain;

I shall not hear the nightingale

Sing on, as if in pain.

And dreaming through the twilight

That doth not rise nor set

Haply I may remember

And haply may forget.

Remember

Remember me when I am gone away,

Gone far away into the silent land;

When you can no more hold me by the hand,

Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.

Remember me when no more day by day

You tell me of our future that you plann'd:

Only remember me; you understand

It will be late to counsel then or pray.

Yet if you should forget me for a while

And afterwards remember, do not grieve:

For if the darkness and corruption leave

A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,

Better by far you should forget and smile

Than that you should remember and be sad.

A Rose Has Thorns as well as Honey

A rose has thorns as well as honey,

I'll not have her for love or money;

An iris grows so straight and fine,

That she shall be no friend of mine;

Snowdrops like the snow would chill me;

Nightshade would caress and kill me;

Crocus like a spear would fright me;

Dragon's-mouth might bark or bite me;

Convolvulus but blooms to die;

A wind-flower suggests a sigh;

Love-lies-bleeding makes me sad;

And poppy-juice would drive me mad: -

But give me holly, bold and jolly,

Honest, prickly, shining holly;

Pluck me holly leaf and berry

For the day when I make merry.

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