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Christina Georgina Rossetti

Christina Georgina Rossetti

There's Snow on the Fields

There’s snow on the fields,
And cold in the cottage,
While I sit in the chimney nook
Supping hot pottage.
My clothes are soft and warm,
Fold upon fold,
But I’m so sorry for the poor
Out in the cold.

#English #Victorians #Women #XIXCentury

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