A Daughter of Eve
Christina Rossetti
1830 to 1894
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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No more to laugh, no more to sing,
My garden-plot I have not kept;
Faded and all-forsaken,
A fool I was to sleep at noon,
A fool to snap my lily.
And wake when night is chilly
It's winter now I waken.
Stripp'd bare of hope and everything,
And sun-warm'd sweet to-morrow:—
Talk what you please of future spring
A fool to pluck my rose too soon,
Oh it was summer when I slept,
Beneath the comfortless cold moon;
I weep as I have never wept:
I sit alone with sorrow.