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Free men freely work: Whoever fears God, fears to sit at ease.
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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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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For 'Tis not in mere death that men die most.
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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 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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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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Whatever's lost, it first was won.
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Every age, Through being beheld too close, is ill-discerned By those who have not lived past it.
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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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Books are men of higher stature, and the only men that speak aloud for future times to hear.
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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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Books succeed and lives fail.
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O rose, who dares to name thee? No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet, But pale, and hard, and dry, as stubblewheat, Kept seven years in a drawer, thy titles shame thee.
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And Chaucer, with his infantine Familiar clasp of things divine.
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Life, struck sharp on death, Makes awful lightning.
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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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No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books.
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Deep violets, you liken to The kindest eyes that look on you, Without a thought disloyal.
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Purple lilies Dante blew To a larger bubble with his prophet breath.
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First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write And, ever since, it grew more clean and white.
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We can't separate our humanity from our poetry.
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