“How many children could say their home hosted the humblest and highest at the same time, on any given evening invaded by expatriates their father never hesitated to invite in? Through the back door he welcomed a bookseller, organ grinder, biscuit maker, vagrant macaroni man, and one called Galli who thought he was Christ. Through the front, disgraced Italian counts and generals made as officious entrances as a small house on Charlotte Street afforded.” PoetsWomen PoetsChristina RossettiVictorian SocietyPre Raphaelite19th Century PoetryDante Gabriel Rossetti Book:The Dove Upon Her Branch: A Novel Portrait of Christina Rossetti Source: The Dove Upon Her Branch: A Novel Portrait of Christina Rossetti
“One day in the country was worth a month in town and better than Christmas, her birthday, or even Papa saying she was like the moon risen at the full.” PoetsWomen PoetsChristina RossettiVictorian SocietyPre RaphaeliteVictorian London19th Century PoetryDante Gabriel Rossetti Book:The Dove Upon Her Branch: A Novel Portrait of Christina Rossetti Source: The Dove Upon Her Branch: A Novel Portrait of Christina Rossetti