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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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Suddenly, as rare things will, it vanished.
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But since he had The genius to be loved, why let him have The justice to be honoured in his grave.
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Every wish Is like a prayer--with God.
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I, who thought to sink, was caught up into love, and taught the whole of life in a new rhythm.
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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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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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Wall must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy.
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Death forerunneth Love to win Sweetest eyes were ever seen.
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Nosegays! leave them for the waking, Throw them earthward where they grew Dim are such, beside the breaking Amaranths he looks unto. Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
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