From Sunset to Star Rise by Christina Rossetti — Sad Poetry Lines
Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not: I am no summer friend, but wintry cold, A silly sheep benighted from the fold, A sluggard with a thorn-choked garden plot. Take counsel, sever from my lot your lot, Dwell in your pleasant places, hoard your gold; Lest you with me should shiver on the wold, Athirst and hungering on a barren spot. 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,
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"Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not:..."
"From Sunset to Star Rise" by Christina Rossetti is a sad and nature english poem consisting of 14 lines. This English poem by Christina Rossetti demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not: I am no summer friend, but wintry cold,...", this piece explores themes of sad and nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Christina Rossetti's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.