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Men get opinions as boys learn to spell by reiteration chiefly.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Age: 55 †
Born: 1806
Born: March 6
Died: 1861
Died: June 30
Essayist
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Durham
England
Mrs. Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
Elizabeth Barrett-Browning
Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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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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There are nettles everywhere, but smooth, green grasses are more common still the blue of heaven is larger than the cloud.
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It was not the apple on the tree but the pair on the ground that caused the trouble in the garden of Eden.
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Happy are all free peoples, too strong to be dispossessed. But blessed are those among nations who dare to be strong for the rest!
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Life, struck sharp on death, Makes awful lightning.
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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.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
We can't separate our humanity from our poetry.
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Neither love me for Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry, A creature might forget to weep, who bore Thy comfort long, and lose thy love, thereby! But love me for love's sake, that evermore Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Thou large-brain'd woman and large-hearted man.
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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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Oh, a day in the city-square, there is no such pleasure in life!
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Sing, seraph with the glory! heaven is high. Sing, poet with the sorrow! earth is low. The universe's inward voices cry Amen to either song of joy and woe. Sing, seraph, poet! sing on equally!
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Deep violets, you liken to The kindest eyes that look on you, Without a thought disloyal.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Purple lilies Dante blew To a larger bubble with his prophet breath.
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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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Pan is dead! great Pan is dead! Pan, Pan is dead!
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You're something between a dream and a miracle.
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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 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.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Wall must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
