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The essence of all beauty, I call love.
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
Mrs. Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
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Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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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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Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
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A woman's always younger than a man at equal years.
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Men of science, osteologists And surgeons, beat some poets, in respect For nature,-count nought common or unclean, Spend raptures upon perfect specimens Of indurated veins, distorted joints, Or beautiful new cases of curved spine While we, we are shocked at nature's falling off, We dare to shrink back from her warts and blains.
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Souls are gregarious in a sense, but no soul touches another, as a general rule.
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When God helps all the workers for His world, The singers shall have help of Him, not last.
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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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The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.
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The critics could never mortify me out of heart - because I love poetry for its own sake, - and, tho' with no stoicism and some ambition, care more for my poems than for my poetic reputation.
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Behold me! I am worthy Of thy loving, for I love thee!
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The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental.
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Books succeed and lives fail.
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She has seen the mystery hid Under Egypt's pyramid: By those eyelids pale and close Now she knows what Rhamses knows.
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Wall must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy.
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Suddenly, as rare things will, it vanished.
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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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Who so loves believes the impossible.
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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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Eyes of gentianellas azure, Staring, winking at the skies.
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