Christina Rossetti

For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.

Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth.

My heart is like a singing bird.

Obedience is the fruit of faith.

In the bleak midwinter frosty wind made moan earth stood hard as iron water like a stone snow had fallen snow on snow snow on snow in the bleak midwinter long ago.

Consider the lilies of the field whose bloom is brief: We are as they; Like them we fade away As doth a leaf.

I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, "Where? What?" and turn away.

Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.

For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather.

Hope is like a harebell, trembling from its birth, Love is like a rose, the joy of all the earth, Faith is like a lily, lifted high and white, Love is like a lovely rose, the world’s delight. Harebells and sweet lilies show a thornless growth, But the rose with all its thorns excels them both.

Love came down at Christmas Love all lovely Love Divine Love was born at Christmas Star and angels gave the sign.

Silence is more musical than any song.

And all the winds go sighing, for sweet things dying.

Better by far you should forget and smile that you should remember and be sad.

For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather To cheer one on the tedious way To fetch one if one goes astrayTo lift one if one totters down To strengthen whilst one stands.

Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.

Choose love not in the shallows but in the deep.

She gave up beauty in her tender youth, gave all her hope and joy and pleasant ways; she covered up her eyes lest they should gaze on vanity, and chose the bitter truth.

For there is no friend like a sister, in calm or stormy weather, to cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.

Spring is when life's alive in everything.

I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on.

Remember me when I am gone away, gone far away into the silent land.

Were there no God we would be in this glorious world with grateful hearts and no one to thank.