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He lives most life whoever breathes most air.
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
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Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
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Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.
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And each man stands with his face in the light. Of his own drawn sword, ready to do what a hero can.
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We can't separate our humanity from our poetry.
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There's nothing great Nor small, has said a poet of our day, Whose voice will ring beyond the curfew of eve And not be thrown out by the matin's bell.
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I heard an angel speak last night/And he said, Write!
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The essence of all beauty, I call love.
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truth outlives pain, as the soul does life.
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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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A woman's always younger than a man at equal years.
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Gaze up at the stars knowing that I see the same sky and wish the same sweet dreams.
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Death forerunneth Love to win Sweetest eyes were ever seen.
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Every wish Is like a prayer--with God.
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Beloved, let us live so well our work shall still be better for our love, and still our love be sweeter for our work.
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Suddenly, as rare things will, it vanished.
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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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Who so loves believes the impossible.
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The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.
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The exchange of sympathy for gratitude is the most princely thing!
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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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As the moths around a taper, As the bees around a rose, As the gnats around a vapour, So the spirits group and close Round about a holy childhood, as if drinking its repose.
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