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Of writing many books there is no end.
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
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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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Nor myrtle--which means chiefly love: and love Is something awful which one dare not touch So early o' mornings.
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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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Pan is dead! great Pan is dead! Pan, Pan is dead!
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The least flower, with brimming cup, may stand and share its dew drop with another near.
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As the moths around a taper, As the bees around a rose, As the gnats around a vapour, So the spirits group and close Round about a holy childhood, as if drinking its repose.
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A grave, on which to rest from singing?
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In your patience ye are strong.
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Never say No when the world says Aye.
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And that dismal cry rose slowly And sank slowly through the air, Full of spirit's melancholy And eternity's despair And they heard the words it said,- Pan is dead! great Pan is dead! Pan, Pan is dead!
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When we first met and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. . . .
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Souls are gregarious in a sense, but no soul touches another, as a general rule.
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A woman's pity sometimes makes her mad.
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Get work, get work Be sure 'tis better than what you work to get.
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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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World's use is cold, world's love is vain, world's cruelty is bitter bane but is not the fruit of pain.
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The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.
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He lives most life whoever breathes most air.
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Thou large-brain'd woman and large-hearted man.
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My future will not copy my fair past, I wrote that once. And, thinking at my side my ministering life-angel justified the word by his appealing look upcast to the white throne of God.
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