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Purple lilies Dante blew To a larger bubble with his prophet breath.
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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Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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If we tried To sink the past beneath our feet, be sure The future would not stand.
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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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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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Gaze up at the stars knowing that I see the same sky and wish the same sweet dreams.
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Souls are gregarious in a sense, but no soul touches another, as a general rule.
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Too much beauty, I reckon, is nothing but too much sun.
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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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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 brave poets, keep back nothing Nor mix falsehood with the whole! Look up Godward! speak the truth in Worthy song from earnest soul! Hold, in high poetic duty, Truest Truth the fairest Beauty.
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Deep violets, you liken to The kindest eyes that look on you, Without a thought disloyal.
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And yet, because I love thee, I obtain From that same love this vindicating grace, To live on still in love, and yet in vain
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