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Get leave to work In this world,--'tis the best you get at all.
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
England
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Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
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Pan is dead! great Pan is dead! Pan, Pan is dead!
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A child's kiss Set on thy sighing lips shall make thee glad A poor man served by thee shall make thee rich A sick man helped by thee shall make thee strong Thou shalt be served thyself by every sense Of service which thou renderest.
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Happy are all free peoples, too strong to be dispossessed. But blessed are those among nations who dare to be strong for the rest!
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
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Behold me! I am worthy Of thy loving, for I love thee!
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The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.
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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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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.
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Of writing many books there is no end.
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You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.
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The denial of contemporary genius is the rule rather than the exception. No one counts the eagles in the nest, till there is a rush of wings and lo! they are flown.
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The music soars within the little lark, And the lark soars.
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I cannot speak In happy tones the tear drops on my cheek Show I am sad But I can speak Of grace to suffer with submission meek, Until made glad.
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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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But since he had The genius to be loved, why let him have The justice to be honoured in his grave.
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Deep violets, you liken to The kindest eyes that look on you, Without a thought disloyal.
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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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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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