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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
England
Mrs. Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
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Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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OF writing many books there is no end And I who have written much in prose and verse For others' uses, will write now for mine,- Will write my story for my better self, As when you paint your portrait for a friend, Who keeps it in a drawer and looks at it Long after he has ceased to love you, just To hold together what he was and is.
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And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
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Eyes of gentianellas azure, Staring, winking at the skies.
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Wall must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy.
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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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A woman's pity sometimes makes her mad.
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No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books.
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If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.
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An ignorance of means may minister to greatness, but an ignorance of aims make it impossible to be great at all.
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A man may love a woman perfectly, and yet by no means ignorantly maintain a thousand women have not larger eyes. Enough that she alone has looked at him with eyes that, large or small, have won his soul.
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I wish I were the lily's leaf To fade upon that bosom warm, Content to wither, pale and brief, The trophy of thy paler form.
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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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We can't separate our humanity from our poetry.
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The denial of contemporary genius is the rule rather than the exception. No one counts the eagles in the nest, till there is a rush of wings and lo! they are flown.
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Whatever's lost, it first was won.
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The exchange of sympathy for gratitude is the most princely thing!
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And Chaucer, with his infantine Familiar clasp of things divine.
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My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.
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The essence of all beauty, I call love.
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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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