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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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Durham
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Mrs. Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
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Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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O pusillanimous Heart, be comforted And, like a cheerful traveller, take the road Singing beside the hedge.
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The exchange of sympathy for gratitude is the most princely thing!
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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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I would not be a rose upon the wall A queen might stop at, near the palace-door, To say to a courtier, Pluck that rose for me, It's prettier than the rest. O Romney Leigh! I'd rather far be trodden by his foot, Than lie in a great queen's bosom.
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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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Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers?
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Too much beauty, I reckon, is nothing but too much sun.
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If we tried To sink the past beneath our feet, be sure The future would not stand.
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You believe In God, for your part?--that He who makes Can make good things from ill things, best from worst, As men plant tulips upon dunghills when They wish them finest.
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The plague of gold strikes far and near.
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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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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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Who can fear Too many stars, though each in heaven shall roll- Too many flowers, though each shall crown the year? Say thou dost love me, love me, love me-toll The silver iterance!-only minding, Dear, To love me also in silence, with thy soul.
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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.
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Life, struck sharp on death, Makes awful lightning.
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Never say No when the world says Aye.
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