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A Short Analysis of Christina Rossetti’s ‘When I am dead, my dearest’

A summary of a classic Rossetti poem

Christina Rossetti (1830-94) was one of the leading female poets of the Victorian era. Her ‘Song’, beginning ‘When I am dead, my dearest’, remains one of her best-loved poems. In this post we offer a short summary and analysis of ‘When I am dead, my dearest’ (as it’s sometimes known), paying particular attention to its language and meaning.

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.

‘Song’ (or ‘When I am dead, my dearest’, if you prefer) was written in 1848 when Christina Rossetti was still a teenager, but not published until 1862 when it appeared in her first volume of poetry, Goblin Market and Other Poems. The poem is a variation on the theme of John Donne’s ‘A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning’, and provides a Rossettineat complement to another of Christina Rossetti’s early poems, the sonnet ‘Remember’, which she wrote a year after ‘When I am dead, my dearest’.

A brief summary of Rossetti’s ‘Song’, then. In the first stanza the speaker asks her beloved that when she dies, he doesn’t sing any sad songs for her, or put flowers or plant a tree on her grave. The grass on her grave, showered by rain and morning dew, will be enough – and if he does remember her, that’s fine, but if he forgets her, so be it.

In the second stanza, the speaker explains why she isn’t fussed about what her beloved does to remember her after she has died: she will not be there to see the shadows or feel the rain, or hear the nightingale singing; after death, she will be ‘dreaming’, and sleeping, through a perpetual ‘twilight’, and she may remember him, but she may not.

This poem seems like a very simple little song upon first reading, but some of the implications it subtly raises are not so straightforward once we embark upon a closer analysis of ‘When I am dead, my dearest’. Take that ending, for instance: Christina Rossetti implies, through stating that she may not remember her beloved after she has died, that there may be no afterlife, and that she may not be capable of remembering him. ‘Haply’, the word Rossetti uses twice at the end of the poem, is not quite the same as ‘happily’: it means ‘by chance’ or, if you will, ‘perhaps’. Rossetti seems to be unsure. She rejects the glib message of Christianity which reassures us that there will be an afterlife to go to, and that when we die we will be able to ‘look down on’ those we love and ‘watch over’ them (assuming we go to heaven rather than the other day); but Rossetti seems less sure of this. Indeed, the poem’s very message – asking that her beloved not seek to remember her in all of the usual conventional ways a lover was expected to: placing flowers on the grave, singing sad songs. Even the tears of mourning are absent from Rossetti’s poem: instead, nature will provide the ‘tears’ on her grave, in the form of the ‘showers and dewdrops wet’, but these are forces of nature and so don’t weep in mourning for her – they would be there anyway.

Similarly, the request that her beloved ‘Sing no sad songs for me’ is echoed in the second stanza by the reference to the ‘nightingale / Sing[ing] on, as if in pain’. The nightingale, in a story from Greek myth which Christina Rossetti knew well, is linked to the tragic story of Philomela, a woman who was raped by her brother-in-law and turned into a nightingale when the gods took pity on her – this is supposedly why the bird sings ‘as if in pain’. But this is a story, nothing more: Rossetti knows that the nightingale sings the way it does because we, as humans, hear its song as sorrowful and full of tragedy – we impute this human feeling (a version of the pathetic fallacy) onto the bird’s song.

‘When I am dead, my dearest’ is a remarkably accomplished song for Christina Rossetti to have written while still in her teens. It also repays closer analysis because of its departure from the sort of funereal dirges and songs of remembrance we associate with Victorian poetry. Rossetti’s ‘Song’, unlike the nightingale’s in the Greek story, is unusually stoic and free from tragic self-pity or sorrow. We see in this poem the quality that Philip Larkin so admired in Christina Rossetti: her ‘steely stoicism’.

Image: Portrait of Christina Rossetti by Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1866), public domain.

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Posted on September 6, 2016, in Literature and tagged , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Those last two lines are strong reminders to the living that there’s no need to linger on pain or misfortune…things come and go, we should learn acceptance. Not just in death but in the now.

  2. Interesting that you mention how the poem was written whilst still a teenager, because I note the theme seems still to be a preoccupation of many modern teenage women. However , I do appreciate and admire the skill of the young Christina to capture the mood and intensity of the idea in a beautifully penned poem.

  3. Amazing work from a teenager. You explained the painful nightingale but what about the evening that does not set does it imply time stops at the moment of death, in certainly stops in unconsciousness and perhaps we only feel it progress when we think about it.

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