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
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.
greatness men clean
A great man leaves clean work behind him, and requires no sweeper up of the chips.
strong children men
But the child's sob curses deeper in the silence than the strong man in his wrath!
pyramids egypt mystery
She has seen the mystery hid Under Egypt's pyramid: By those eyelids pale and close Now she knows what Rhamses knows.
ignorance mean greatness
An ignorance of means may minister to greatness, but an ignorance of aims make it impossible to be great at all.
love dream wine
What I do and what I dream include thee, as the wine must taste of its own grapes.
heart warm
We have hearts within, Warm, live, improvident, indecent hearts.
love anniversary romantic
You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.
desire-love headstone gravestone
And if God choose I shall but love thee better after death.
deeds pay monsters
What monster have we here? A great Deed at this hour of day? A great just deed - and not for pay? Absurd - or insincere?
happiness death greek
The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death;' to which I would add, 'Let no one, till his death, be called unhappy.'