Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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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
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!
sea play yesterday
The little cares that fretted me, I lost them yesterday Among the fields above the sea, Among the winds at play.
life queens wall
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.
angel past thinking
My future will not copy my fair past, I wrote that once. And, thinking at my side my ministering life-angel justified the word by his appealing look upcast to the white throne of God.
famous-love grief passion
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.
famous-love long comfort
Neither love me for Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry, A creature might forget to weep, who bore Thy comfort long, and lose thy love, thereby! But love me for love's sake, that evermore Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.
beauty beautiful weakness
The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness.
men boys opinion
Men get opinions as boys learn to spell by reiteration chiefly.
life love-you men
But I love you, sir: And when a woman says she loves a man, The man must hear her, though he love her not.
life thee worthy
Behold me! I am worthy Of thy loving, for I love thee!
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.
girl stars prayer
The flower-girl's prayer to buy roses and pinks, held out in the smoke, like stars by day.
mother motherhood license
So mothers have God's license to be missed.
mad sometimes pity
A woman's pity sometimes makes her mad.