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Suddenly, as rare things will, it vanished.
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
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I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,-I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
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For me, my heart, that erst did go Most like a tired child at a show, That sees through tears the mummers leap, Would now its wearied vision close, Would childlike on His love repose, Who giveth His Beloved, sleep.
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There, that is our secret: go to sleep! You will wake, and remember, and understand.
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A woman's always younger than a man at equal years.
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Quick-loving hearts ... may quickly loathe.
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O brave poets, keep back nothing Nor mix falsehood with the whole! Look up Godward! speak the truth in Worthy song from earnest soul! Hold, in high poetic duty, Truest Truth the fairest Beauty.
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And there my little doves did sit With feathers softly brown And glittering eyes that showed their right To general Nature's deep delight.
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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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My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.
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World's use is cold, world's love is vain, world's cruelty is bitter bane but is not the fruit of pain.
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And that dismal cry rose slowly And sank slowly through the air, Full of spirit's melancholy And eternity's despair And they heard the words it said,- Pan is dead! great Pan is dead! Pan, Pan is dead!
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And I must bear What is ordained with patience, being aware Necessity doth front the universe With an invincible gesture.
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I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless.
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How joyously the young sea-mew Lay dreaming on the waters blue, Whereon our little bark had thrown A little shade, the only one But shadows ever man pursue.
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Oh, a day in the city-square, there is no such pleasure in life!
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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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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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We can't separate our humanity from our poetry.
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When we first met and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. . . .
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Light tomorrow with today!
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