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
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.
sweet flower years
O rose, who dares to name thee? No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet, But pale, and hard, and dry, as stubblewheat, Kept seven years in a drawer, thy titles shame thee.
gratitude people thank-god
Some people always sigh in thanking God.
eye color waking
Nosegays! leave them for the waking, Throw them earthward where they grew Dim are such, beside the breaking Amaranths he looks unto. Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do.
fashion grief heart
And wilt thou have me fashion into speech The love I bear thee, finding words enough, And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough, Between our faces, to cast light on each? - I dropt it at thy feet. I cannot teach My hand to hold my spirits so far off From myself--me--that I should bring thee proof In words, of love hid in me out of reach. Nay, let the silence of my womanhood Commend my woman-love to thy belief, - Seeing that I stand unwon, however wooed, And rend the garment of my life, in brief, By a most dauntless, voiceless fortitude, Lest one touch of this heart convey its grief.
blue clouds heaven
There are nettles everywhere, but smooth, green grasses are more common still; the blue of heaven is larger than the cloud.
greatness thinking incompleteness
And I smiled to think God's greatness flowed around our incompleteness; Round our restlessness, His rest.
freedom soul should
I should not dare to call my soul my own.