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I heard an angel speak last night/And he said, Write!
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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Nor myrtle--which means chiefly love: and love Is something awful which one dare not touch So early o' mornings.
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Unless you can muse in a crowd all day On the absent face that fixed you Unless you can love, as the angels may, With the breadth of heaven betwixt you Unless you can dream that his faith is fast, Through behoving and unbehoving Unless you can die when the dream is past Oh, never call it loving!
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Sleep on, Baby, on the floor, Tired of all the playing, Sleep with smile the sweeter for That you dropped away in! On your curls' full roundness stand Golden lights serenely-- One cheek, pushed out by the hand, Folds the dimple inly.
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A grave, on which to rest from singing?
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And there my little doves did sit With feathers softly brown And glittering eyes that showed their right To general Nature's deep delight.
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Thou large-brain'd woman and large-hearted man.
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Children use the fist until they are of age to use the brain.
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Suddenly, as rare things will, it vanished.
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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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The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.
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My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.
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Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
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Books are men of higher stature, and the only men that speak aloud for future times to hear.
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There, that is our secret: go to sleep! You will wake, and remember, and understand.
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You're something between a dream and a miracle.
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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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What is art but the life upon the larger scale, the higher. When, graduating up in a spiral line of still expanding and ascending gyres, it pushes toward the intense significance of all things, hungry for the infinite?
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Life, struck sharp on death, Makes awful lightning.
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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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If we tried To sink the past beneath our feet, be sure The future would not stand.
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