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There's nothing great Nor small, has said a poet of our day, Whose voice will ring beyond the curfew of eve And not be thrown out by the matin's bell.
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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O, brothers! let us leave the shame and sin Of taking vainly in a plaintive mood, The holy name of Grief--holy herein, That, by the grief of One, came all our good.
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For me, my heart, that erst did go Most like a tired child at a show, That sees through tears the mummers leap, Would now its wearied vision close, Would childlike on His love repose, Who giveth His Beloved, sleep.
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In this abundant earth no doubt Is little room for things worn out: Disdain them, break them, throw them by! And if before the days grew rough We once were lov'd, us'd -- well enough, I think, we've far'd, my heart and I.
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What frightens me is that men are content with what is not life at all.
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How many desolate creatures on the earth have learnt the simple dues of fellowship and social comfort, in a hospital.
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I love thee to the level of everyday's most quiet need, by sun and candle light...I love thee with the breath,smiles,t ears,of all my life.
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And there my little doves did sit With feathers softly brown And glittering eyes that showed their right To general Nature's deep delight.
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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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Death forerunneth Love to win Sweetest eyes were ever seen.
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Deep violets, you liken to The kindest eyes that look on you, Without a thought disloyal.
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Love that endures, from life that disappears!
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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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Who can fear Too many stars, though each in heaven shall roll- Too many flowers, though each shall crown the year? Say thou dost love me, love me, love me-toll The silver iterance!-only minding, Dear, To love me also in silence, with thy soul.
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And Chaucer, with his infantine Familiar clasp of things divine.
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The large white owl that with eye is blind, That hath sate for years in the old tree hollow, Is carried away in a gust of wind.
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The world's male chivalry has perished out, but women are knights-errant to the last and, if Cervantes had been greater still, he had made his Don a Donna.
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Life, struck sharp on death, Makes awful lightning.
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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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