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Poet Christina Rossetti was born in 1830, the youngest child in an extraordinarily gifted family. Her father, the Italian poet and political exile Gabriele Rossetti, immigrated to England in 1824 and established a career as a Dante scholar and teacher of Italian in London.
Christina Rossetti was born on December 5, 1830, in London, England. She was a renowned English poet and writer who is best known for her devotional writings and children’s poems. Two of Rossetti’s most famous works include “Goblin Market” and “Remember.”. She also wrote two well-known Christmas carols, “Love Came Down at ...
Christina ROSSETTI (la 5-an de decembro 1830 - la 29-an de decembro 1894) estis angla poetino. Ŝiaj gepatroj estis la itala klerulo Gabriel Pasquale Giuseppe Rossetti, kiu pro politikaj kialoj elmigris de Italio al Britio , kaj Frances Polidori, fratino de John William Polidori, la kuracisto de Byron .
by Christina Georgina Rossetti. 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.
Summary. ‘Autumn Violets’ by Christina Rossetti discusses the appropriateness of love and beauty to certain seasons of life. The poem begins with the poet advising that love is best suited for youth and violets for spring. If violets bloom in autumn, a season symbolic of decay or the later years in life, they should remain hidden.
El 5 de diciembre de 1830 comenzó en Londres la vida de la poetisa británica Christina Georgina Rossetti, una de las autoras más trascendentes del siglo XIX en su tierra natal. Esta escritora, descendiente de la pareja conformada por Frances Polidori y Gabriel Rossetti , adquirió sus primeros conocimientos en su hogar, guiada por su progenitora, quien le enseñó a escribir a temprana edad.
Miss me a little, but not for long. And not with your head bowed low. Remember the love that once we shared. Miss me, but let me go. For this is a journey we all must take. And each must go alone. It's all part of the master plan. A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick at heart.
