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You smell a rose through a fence: If two should smell it, what matter?
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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The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death' to which I would add, 'Let no one, till his death, be called unhappy.'
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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 man, most man, works best for men: and, if most man indeed, he gets his manhood plainest from his soul.
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Will that light come again, As now these tears come...falling hot and real!
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And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
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Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in full Being.
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What frightens me is that men are content with what is not life at all.
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In your patience ye are strong.
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There, that is our secret: go to sleep! You will wake, and remember, and understand.
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No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books.
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Get work, get work Be sure 'tis better than what you work to get.
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