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Since when was genius found respectable?
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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Durham
England
Mrs. Browning
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First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write And, ever since, it grew more clean and white.
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For 'Tis not in mere death that men die most.
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And each man stands with his face in the light. Of his own drawn sword, ready to do what a hero can.
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The exchange of sympathy for gratitude is the most princely thing!
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I wish I were the lily's leaf To fade upon that bosom warm, Content to wither, pale and brief, The trophy of thy paler form.
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Every wish Is like a prayer--with God.
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Whatever's lost, it first was won.
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What is art but the life upon the larger scale, the higher. When, graduating up in a spiral line of still expanding and ascending gyres, it pushes toward the intense significance of all things, hungry for the infinite?
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And yet, because I love thee, I obtain From that same love this vindicating grace, To live on still in love, and yet in vain
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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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My future will not copy my fair past, I wrote that once. And, thinking at my side my ministering life-angel justified the word by his appealing look upcast to the white throne of God.
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The large white owl that with eye is blind, That hath sate for years in the old tree hollow, Is carried away in a gust of wind.
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I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless.
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Wall must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy.
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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.
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We can't separate our humanity from our poetry.
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