Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browningwas one of the most prominent English poets of the Victorian era, popular in Britain and the United States during her lifetime...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth6 March 1806
girl stars prayer
The flower-girl's prayer to buy roses and pinks, held out in the smoke, like stars by day.
time rare-things
Suddenly, as rare things will, it vanished.
cousin hands blood
He's just, your cousin, ay, abhorrently, He'd wash his hands in blood, to keep them clean.
rose touching tears
Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres.
thee ifs
If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange And be all to me?
passion men use
I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use
sea play yesterday
The little cares that fretted me, I lost them yesterday Among the fields above the sea, Among the winds at play.
morning father book
Books, books, books! I had found the secret of a garret room Piled high with cases in my father’s name; Piled high, packed large,--where, creeping in and out Among the giant fossils of my past, Like some small nimble mouse between the ribs Of a mastodon, I nibbled here and there At this or that box, pulling through the gap, In heats of terror, haste, victorious joy, The first book first. And how I felt it beat Under my pillow, in the morning’s dark, An hour before the sun would let me read! My books!
military hero men
All actual heroes are essential men, And all men possible heroes.
long standing monument
My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.
writing kissing romantic-love
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.
respect statistics genius
Since when was genius found respectable?
sun raises sun-set
My sun sets to raise again.
marriage sweet-love philosophy
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.