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Christina G. Rossetti quotes about sad

English Poet December 5, 1830 – December 29, 1894

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Then a hundred sad voices lifted a wail, And a hundred glad voices piped on the gale:'Time is short, life is short,' they took up the tale: 'Life is sweet, love is sweet, use to-day while you may; Love is sweet, and to-morrow may fail; Love is sweet, use to-day. Christina G. 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 planned: Only remember me; you understand. It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while. And afterward 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... Christina G. Rossetti
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. Christina G. Rossetti
Christina G. Rossetti quote: "Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should..."
Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad. Christina G. Rossetti
Christina G. Rossetti quote: "Better by far you should forget and smile that you should..."
Better by far you should forget and smile that you should remember and be sad. Christina G. Rossetti
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 dewdrops wet: And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget. I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel 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 I may forget. Christina G. Rossetti

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