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Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers?
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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But I love you, sir: And when a woman says she loves a man, The man must hear her, though he love her not.
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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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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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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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Death forerunneth Love to win Sweetest eyes were ever seen.
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A good neighbor sometimes cuts your morning up to mince-meat of the very smallest talk, then helps to sugar her bohea at night with your reputation.
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There, that is our secret: go to sleep! You will wake, and remember, and understand.
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Or from Browning some Pomegranate, which if cut deep down the middle Shows a heart within blood-tinctured, of a veined humanity.
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The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.
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Of writing many books there is no end.
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Eyes of gentianellas azure, Staring, winking at the skies.
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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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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
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A man may love a woman perfectly, and yet by no means ignorantly maintain a thousand women have not larger eyes. Enough that she alone has looked at him with eyes that, large or small, have won his soul.
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If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.
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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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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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