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You believe In God, for your part?--that He who makes Can make good things from ill things, best from worst, As men plant tulips upon dunghills when They wish them finest.
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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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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Gaze up at the stars knowing that I see the same sky and wish the same sweet dreams.
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If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.
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And Chaucer, with his infantine Familiar clasp of things divine.
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Will that light come again, As now these tears come...falling hot and real!
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A grave, on which to rest from singing?
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Nor myrtle--which means chiefly love: and love Is something awful which one dare not touch So early o' mornings.
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I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless.
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And that dismal cry rose slowly And sank slowly through the air, Full of spirit's melancholy And eternity's despair And they heard the words it said,- Pan is dead! great Pan is dead! Pan, Pan is dead!
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The essence of all beauty, I call love.
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I wish I were the lily's leaf To fade upon that bosom warm, Content to wither, pale and brief, The trophy of thy paler form.
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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 exchange of sympathy for gratitude is the most princely thing!
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That headlong ivy! not a leaf will grow But thinking of a wreath, . . . I like such ivy bold to leap a height 'Twas strong to climb! as good to grow on graves As twist about a thyrsus pretty too (And that's not ill) when twisted round a comb.
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The soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak,And placed it by thee on a golden throne,-- And that I love (O soul, we must be meek!)Is by thee only, whom I love alone.
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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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Books succeed and lives fail.
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Since when was genius found respectable?
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