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But since he had The genius to be loved, why let him have The justice to be honoured in his grave.
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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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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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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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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If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.
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I would confide to you perhaps my secret profession of faith - which is ... which is ... that let us say and do what we please and can ... there is a natural inferiority of mind in women - of the intellect ... not by any means, of the moral nature - and that the history of Art and of genius testifies to this fact openly.
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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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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
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It is difficult to get rid of people when you once have given them too much pleasure.
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The essence of all beauty, I call love.
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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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Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor done.
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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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Life, struck sharp on death, Makes awful lightning.
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Get work, get work Be sure 'tis better than what you work to get.
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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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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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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 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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The exchange of sympathy for gratitude is the most princely thing!
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A woman's pity sometimes makes her mad.
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