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The plague of gold strikes far and near.
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
Mrs. Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Barrett
Elizabeth Barrett-Browning
Elizaveta Barrett Brauning
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Free men freely work: Whoever fears God, fears to sit at ease.
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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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Eyes of gentianellas azure, Staring, winking at the skies.
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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.
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Behold me! I am worthy Of thy loving, for I love thee!
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If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange And be all to me?
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Love that endures, from life that disappears!
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Every wish Is like a prayer--with God.
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Whatever's lost, it first was won.
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The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.
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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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A woman's always younger than a man at equal years.
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
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A woman's pity sometimes makes her mad.
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I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless That only men incredulous of despair, half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air beat upward to god's throne in loud access of shrieking and reproach
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God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers, And thrusts the thing we have prayed for in our face, A gauntlet with a gift in it.
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The large white owl that with eye is blind, That hath sate for years in the old tree hollow, Is carried away in a gust of wind.
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The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.
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We overstate the ills of life, and take Imagination... down our earth to rake.
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When we first met and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. . . .
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