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Whatever's lost, it first was won.
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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Mrs. Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
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Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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Sleep on, Baby, on the floor, Tired of all the playing, Sleep with smile the sweeter for That you dropped away in! On your curls' full roundness stand Golden lights serenely-- One cheek, pushed out by the hand, Folds the dimple inly.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
She has seen the mystery hid Under Egypt's pyramid: By those eyelids pale and close Now she knows what Rhamses knows.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
World's use is cold, world's love is vain, world's cruelty is bitter bane but is not the fruit of pain.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I love you for the part of me that you bring out.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
He lives most life whoever breathes most air.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,-I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
As the moths around a taper, As the bees around a rose, As the gnats around a vapour, So the spirits group and close Round about a holy childhood, as if drinking its repose.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
You smell a rose through a fence: If two should smell it, what matter?
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Thou large-brain'd woman and large-hearted man.
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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.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers?
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Every wish Is like a prayer--with God.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
truth outlives pain, as the soul does life.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Deep violets, you liken to The kindest eyes that look on you, Without a thought disloyal.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Behold me! I am worthy Of thy loving, for I love thee!
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Free men freely work: Whoever fears God, fears to sit at ease.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
