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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.
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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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.
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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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Where Christ brings His cross He brings His presence and where He is none are desolate, and there is no room for despair.
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And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
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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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A grave, on which to rest from singing?
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Free men freely work: Whoever fears God, fears to sit at ease.
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We overstate the ills of life, and take Imagination... down our earth to rake.
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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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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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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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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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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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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
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Of writing many books there is no end.
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I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless.
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