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Quick-loving hearts ... may quickly loathe.
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
Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
Elizabeth Barrett-Browning
Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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But I love you, sir: And when a woman says she loves a man, The man must hear her, though he love her not.
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Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
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Oh, a day in the city-square, there is no such pleasure in life!
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
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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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You smell a rose through a fence: If two should smell it, what matter?
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Behold me! I am worthy Of thy loving, for I love thee!
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Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor done.
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When God helps all the workers for His world, The singers shall have help of Him, not last.
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Many a fervid man writes books as cold and flat as graveyard stones.
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When we first met and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. . . .
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Every age, Through being beheld too close, is ill-discerned By those who have not lived past it.
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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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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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O rose, who dares to name thee? No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet, But pale, and hard, and dry, as stubblewheat, Kept seven years in a drawer, thy titles shame thee.
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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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The man, most man, Works best for men, and, if most men indeed, He gets his manhood plainest from his soul: While, obviously, this stringent soul itself Obeys our old rules of development The Spirit ever witnessing in ours, And Love, the soul of soul, within the soul, Evolving it sublimely.
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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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Life, struck sharp on death, Makes awful lightning.
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Wall must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy.
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