Christina Rossetti

Christina Georgina Rossetti, född 5 december 1830 i London, död 29 december 1894 i London, var en brittisk poet bland prerafaeliterna.

Christina Rossetti
Född	5 december 1830 London
Död	29 december 1894 (64 år) London
Begravd	Highgate Cemetery
Medborgare i	Förenade kungariket Storbritannien och Irland
Sysselsättning	Poet, författare, psalmförfattare
Föräldrar	Gabriele Rossetti Frances Polidori
Släktingar	Dante Gabriel Rossetti (syskon) William Michael Rossetti (syskon)
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Christina Rossetti
(1830-1894)

Biografi

Rossetti var syster till konstnären Dante Gabriel Rossetti och författaren William Michael Rossetti. Deras far Gabriele Rossetti var politisk flykting från Neapel och deras mor Frances Polidori var syster till Lord Byrons vän och läkare John William Polidori.

Christina Rosetti föddes i London och utbildades privat, hon var sjuklig som barn, men skrev poesi redan i tonåren. Hennes förlovning med konstnären James Collinson bröts på grund av religiösa meningsskiljaktigheter. Denna erfarenhet inspirerade henne att skriva en av sina mest populära dikter "Remember". Hon skrev sina första dikter under pseudonymen Ellen Alleyne. Många av hennes dikter var riktade till barn.

På svenska finns urvalsvolymen Trollmarknad och andra dikter (översättning Olle Thörnvall, Ellerström, 2014).

Christinia Georgina Rossetti

”	REMEMBER me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann'd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.	„
– Christina Rossetti

Porträttet av Christina Rossetti, av hennes bror, Dante Gabriel Rossetti

The Milking-Maid (Mjölkpigan) The year stood at its equinox, And bluff the North was blowing. A bleat of lambs came from the flocks, Green hardy things were growing. I met a maid with shining locks, Where milky kine were lowing. She wore a kerchief on her neck, Her bare arm showed its dimple. Her apron spread without a speck, Her air was frank and simple. She milked into a wooden pail, And sang a country ditty - An innocent fond lovers' tale, That was not wise nor witty. She kept in time without a beat, As true as church-bell ringers, Unless she tapped time with her feet, Or squeezed it with her fingers. I stood a minute out of sight, Stood silent for a minute, To eye the pail, and creamy white The frothing milk within it.

To eye the comely milking maid, Herself so fresh and creamy. “Good day to you!” at last I said, She turned her head to see me. “Good day!” she said with lifted head, Her eyes looked soft and dreamy. And all the while she milked and milked The grave cow heavy-laden. I've seen grand ladies, plumed and silked, But not a sweeter maiden. But not a sweeter fresher maid Than this in homely cotton, Whose pleasant face and silky braid I have not yet forgotten. Perhaps my rose is overblown, Not rosy or too rosy. Perhaps in farmhouse of her own Some husband keeps her cosy. Where I should show a face unknown? - Good bye, my wayside posy!

(Från dikten "The Milking-Maid" ("Mjölkpigan") av Christina Georgina Rossetti)

Utmärkelser

Nedslagskratern Rossetti på planeten Venus är uppkallad efter henne.

Externa länkar

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