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I wish I were the lily's leaf To fade upon that bosom warm, Content to wither, pale and brief, The trophy of thy paler form.
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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Unless you can muse in a crowd all day On the absent face that fixed you Unless you can love, as the angels may, With the breadth of heaven betwixt you Unless you can dream that his faith is fast, Through behoving and unbehoving Unless you can die when the dream is past Oh, never call it loving!
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Pan is dead! great Pan is dead! Pan, Pan is dead!
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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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It was not the apple on the tree but the pair on the ground that caused the trouble in the garden of Eden.
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The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.
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The exchange of sympathy for gratitude is the most princely thing!
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Every wish Is like a prayer--with God.
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The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.
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I would not be a rose upon the wall A queen might stop at, near the palace-door, To say to a courtier, Pluck that rose for me, It's prettier than the rest. O Romney Leigh! I'd rather far be trodden by his foot, Than lie in a great queen's bosom.
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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 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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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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You smell a rose through a fence: If two should smell it, what matter?
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There, that is our secret: go to sleep! You will wake, and remember, and understand.
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Behold me! I am worthy Of thy loving, for I love thee!
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OF writing many books there is no end And I who have written much in prose and verse For others' uses, will write now for mine,- Will write my story for my better self, As when you paint your portrait for a friend, Who keeps it in a drawer and looks at it Long after he has ceased to love you, just To hold together what he was and is.
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The man, most man, Works best for men, and, if most men indeed, He gets his manhood plainest from his soul: While, obviously, this stringent soul itself Obeys our old rules of development The Spirit ever witnessing in ours, And Love, the soul of soul, within the soul, Evolving it sublimely.
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It is difficult to get rid of people when you once have given them too much pleasure.
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And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
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Quick-loving hearts ... may quickly loathe.
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