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"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 ..."

- Christina Rossetti

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"Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart; My silent heart, lie still and break: Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed For a dream's sake."

- Christina Rossetti

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"Where there are no God, we would be in this glorious world with grateful hearts and no one to thank."

- Christina Rossetti

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"All others are outside myself;I lock my door and bar them outThe turmoil, tedium, gad-about.I lock my door upon myself,And bar them out; but who shall wallSelf from myself, most loathed of all?If I co..."

- Christina Rossetti

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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 ..."

- Christina Rossetti

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"Give me the lowest place: not that I dareAsk for that lowest place, but Thou hast diedThat I might live and shareThy glory by Thy side.Give me the lowest place: of if for meThat lowest place too high,..."

- Christina Rossetti

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

- Christina Rossetti

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"For I have hedged me with a thorny hedge, I live alone, I look to die alone: Yet sometimes, when a wind sighs through the sedge, Ghosts of my buried years, and friends come back, My heart goes sighing..."

- Christina Rossetti

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"Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end."

- Christina Rossetti

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"A fool I was to sleep at noon, And wake when night is chilly Beneath the comfortless cold moon; A fool to pluck my rose too soon, A fool to snap my lily. My garden-plot I have not kept; Faded and a..."

- Christina Rossetti

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