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Choose love not in the shallows but in the deep.

Christina Rossetti

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Christina Rossetti
Age: 64 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 5
Died: 1894
Died: December 29
Hymnwriter
Poet
Writer
London
England
Christina Georgina Rossetti
Christina G. Rossetti
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Love
Shallows
Deep

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The rose saith in the dewy morn, I am most fair Yet all my loveliness is born Upon a thorn.
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Spring's an expansive time: yet I don't trust March with its peck of dust, Nor April with its rainbow-crowned brief showers, Nor even May, whose flowers One frost may wither thro' the sunless hours.
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Let bygones be bygones.
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The loves that meet in Paradise shall cast out fear, And Paradise hath room for you and me and all.
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Where innocent bright-eyes daisies are With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of green.
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Oh that it were with me As with the flower Blooming on its own tree For butterfly and bee Its summer morns: That I might bloom mine hour A rose in spite of thorns. Oh that my work were done As birds' that soar Rejoicing in the sun: That when my time is run And daylight too, I so might rest once more Cool with refreshing dew.
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Hurt no living thing: Ladybird, nor butterfly, Nor moth with dusty wing.
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For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather.
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O Lord, who art our guide even unto death, grant us, I pray Thee, grace to follow Thee whithersoever Thou goest. In little daily duties to which Thou callest us, bow down our wills to simple obedience.
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When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me
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Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.
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Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end.
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It is not the deed we do Though the deed be never so fair, But the love that the dear Lord looketh for, Hidden with lovely care In the heart of the deed so fair.
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Open wide the windows of our spirits and fill us full of light open wide the door of our hearts, that we may receive and entertain Thee with all our powers of adoration.
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Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang When life was sweet because you call’d them sweet?
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Rest, rest at the heart's core . . . till joy shall overtake.
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