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Death forerunneth Love to win Sweetest eyes were ever seen.
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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May the good God pardon all good men.
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The soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak,And placed it by thee on a golden throne,-- And that I love (O soul, we must be meek!)Is by thee only, whom I love alone.
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Eyes of gentianellas azure, Staring, winking at the skies.
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Deep violets, you liken to The kindest eyes that look on you, Without a thought disloyal.
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A woman's pity sometimes makes her mad.
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Children use the fist until they are of age to use the brain.
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Many a fervid man writes books as cold and flat as graveyard stones.
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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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Who so loves believes the impossible.
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The exchange of sympathy for gratitude is the most princely thing!
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Much of the possibility of being cheerful comes from the faculty of throwing oneself beyond oneself.
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O, brothers! let us leave the shame and sin Of taking vainly in a plaintive mood, The holy name of Grief--holy herein, That, by the grief of One, came all our good.
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In this abundant earth no doubt Is little room for things worn out: Disdain them, break them, throw them by! And if before the days grew rough We once were lov'd, us'd -- well enough, I think, we've far'd, my heart and I.
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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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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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Get work, get work Be sure 'tis better than what you work to get.
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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.
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The world's male chivalry has perished out, but women are knights-errant to the last and, if Cervantes had been greater still, he had made his Don a Donna.
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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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The least flower, with brimming cup, may stand and share its dew drop with another near.
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