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Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor done.
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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Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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Behold me! I am worthy Of thy loving, for I love thee!
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I cannot speak In happy tones the tear drops on my cheek Show I am sad But I can speak Of grace to suffer with submission meek, Until made glad.
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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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If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.
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Much of the possibility of being cheerful comes from the faculty of throwing oneself beyond oneself.
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Quick-loving hearts ... may quickly loathe.
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A woman's pity sometimes makes her mad.
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A woman's always younger than a man at equal years.
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And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
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The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.
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Sleep on, Baby, on the floor, Tired of all the playing, Sleep with smile the sweeter for That you dropped away in! On your curls' full roundness stand Golden lights serenely-- One cheek, pushed out by the hand, Folds the dimple inly.
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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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That headlong ivy! not a leaf will grow But thinking of a wreath, . . . I like such ivy bold to leap a height 'Twas strong to climb! as good to grow on graves As twist about a thyrsus pretty too (And that's not ill) when twisted round a comb.
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If we tried To sink the past beneath our feet, be sure The future would not stand.
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A child's kiss Set on thy sighing lips shall make thee glad A poor man served by thee shall make thee rich A sick man helped by thee shall make thee strong Thou shalt be served thyself by every sense Of service which thou renderest.
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I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless That only men incredulous of despair, half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air beat upward to god's throne in loud access of shrieking and reproach
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My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.
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