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You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Age: 55 †
Born: 1806
Born: March 6
Died: 1861
Died: June 30
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Men of science, osteologists And surgeons, beat some poets, in respect For nature,-count nought common or unclean, Spend raptures upon perfect specimens Of indurated veins, distorted joints, Or beautiful new cases of curved spine While we, we are shocked at nature's falling off, We dare to shrink back from her warts and blains.
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I would confide to you perhaps my secret profession of faith - which is ... which is ... that let us say and do what we please and can ... there is a natural inferiority of mind in women - of the intellect ... not by any means, of the moral nature - and that the history of Art and of genius testifies to this fact openly.
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The music soars within the little lark, And the lark soars.
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Nor myrtle--which means chiefly love: and love Is something awful which one dare not touch So early o' mornings.
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Deep violets, you liken to The kindest eyes that look on you, Without a thought disloyal.
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Too much beauty, I reckon, is nothing but too much sun.
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There Shakespeare, on whose forehead climb The crowns o' the world oh, eyes sublime With tears and laughter for all time!
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Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in full Being.
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The exchange of sympathy for gratitude is the most princely thing!
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The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental.
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The man, most man, works best for men: and, if most man indeed, he gets his manhood plainest from his soul.
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Souls are gregarious in a sense, but no soul touches another, as a general rule.
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