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
children hear sorrow
Do you hear the children weeping, O my brothers, / Ere the sorrow comes with years?
breadth count depth height love scholars-and-scholarship soul thee
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.
afloat breaking god golden great paddling ruin spreading
What was he doing, the great god Pan, / Down in the reeds by the river? / Spreading ruin and scattering ban, / Splashing and paddling with hoofs of a goat, / And breaking the golden lilies afloat / With the dragon-fly on the river.
love valentines-day cute-boyfriend
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.
women struggle lips
With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature.
sweet tired heart
Enough! we're tired, my heart and I. We sit beside the headstone thus, And wish that name were carved for us. The moss reprints more tenderly The hard types of the mason's knife, As Heaven's sweet life renews earth's life With which we're tired, my heart and I .... In this abundant earth no doubt Is little room for things worn out: Disdain them, break them, throw them by! And if before the days grew rough We once were loved, used, - well enough, I think, we've fared, my heart and I.
change inspiring time
Light tomorrow with today!
love fall looks
I f thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love her for her smile ... her look ... her way Of speaking gently ... for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and, certes, brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day- For these things in themselves, Beloved, may Be changed, or change for thee-and love so wrought, May be unwrought so.
anniversary two divine
Two human loves make one divine.
faith autumn shoes
Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.
girl sorry flare-up
Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive, half wishing they were dead to save the shame. The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow; They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats, and flare up bodily, wings and all. What then? Who's sorry for a gnat or girl?
life dream miracle
You're something between a dream and a miracle.
simple earth fellowship
How many desolate creatures on the earth have learnt the simple dues of fellowship and social comfort, in a hospital.
animal tears firsts
His ears were often the first thing to catch my tears.