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The music soars within the little lark, And the lark soars.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Age: 55 †
Born: 1806
Born: March 6
Died: 1861
Died: June 30
Essayist
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Durham
England
Mrs. Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
Elizabeth Barrett-Browning
Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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Where Christ brings His cross He brings His presence and where He is none are desolate, and there is no room for despair.
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The soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak,And placed it by thee on a golden throne,-- And that I love (O soul, we must be meek!)Is by thee only, whom I love alone.
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Children use the fist until they are of age to use the brain.
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Many a fervid man writes books as cold and flat as graveyard stones.
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Light tomorrow with today!
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Neither love me for Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry, A creature might forget to weep, who bore Thy comfort long, and lose thy love, thereby! But love me for love's sake, that evermore Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.
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Eyes of gentianellas azure, Staring, winking at the skies.
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Gaze up at the stars knowing that I see the same sky and wish the same sweet dreams.
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Quick-loving hearts ... may quickly loathe.
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Get leave to work In this world,--'tis the best you get at all.
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And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
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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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Nor myrtle--which means chiefly love: and love Is something awful which one dare not touch So early o' mornings.
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That headlong ivy! not a leaf will grow But thinking of a wreath, . . . I like such ivy bold to leap a height 'Twas strong to climb! as good to grow on graves As twist about a thyrsus pretty too (And that's not ill) when twisted round a comb.
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I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless.
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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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