Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by. – 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. – Christina Rossetti
I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on. – Christina Rossetti
I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you’d say, ‘Where? What?’ and turn away. – Christina Rossetti
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. – Christina Rossetti
