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Too much beauty, I reckon, is nothing but too much sun.
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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Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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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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I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless That only men incredulous of despair, half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air beat upward to god's throne in loud access of shrieking and reproach
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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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O pusillanimous Heart, be comforted And, like a cheerful traveller, take the road Singing beside the hedge.
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Oh, a day in the city-square, there is no such pleasure in life!
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The plague of gold strikes far and near.
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Very whitely still The lilies of our lives may reassure Their blossoms from their roots, accessible Alone to heavenly dews that drop not fewer Growing straight out of man's reach, on the hill. God only, who made us rich, can make us poor.
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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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Death forerunneth Love to win Sweetest eyes were ever seen.
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Souls are gregarious in a sense, but no soul touches another, as a general rule.
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My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.
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You're something between a dream and a miracle.
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A child's kiss Set on thy sighing lips shall make thee glad A poor man served by thee shall make thee rich A sick man helped by thee shall make thee strong Thou shalt be served thyself by every sense Of service which thou renderest.
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The man, most man, works best for men: and, if most man indeed, he gets his manhood plainest from his soul.
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And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
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You smell a rose through a fence: If two should smell it, what matter?
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Sing, seraph with the glory! heaven is high. Sing, poet with the sorrow! earth is low. The universe's inward voices cry Amen to either song of joy and woe. Sing, seraph, poet! sing on equally!
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Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.
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When we first met and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. . . .
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How joyously the young sea-mew Lay dreaming on the waters blue, Whereon our little bark had thrown A little shade, the only one But shadows ever man pursue.
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