O Lord, I cannot plead my love of Thee: I plead Thy love of me: - the shallow conduit hails the unfathomed sea.
Christina RossettiThe loves that meet in Paradise shall cast out fear, And Paradise hath room for you and me and all.
Christina RossettiWe must not look at goblin men, We must not buy their fruits: Who knows upon what soil they fed Their hungry thirsty roots?
Christina RossettiAh me, but where are now the songs I sang When life was sweet because you callโd them sweet?
Christina Rossetti