Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

Sonnet XLIII How Do I Love Thee

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How do I love thee
Let me count the ways
I love thee to the depth and breadth and
My soul can reach, when feeling out of
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The Best Thing in the World

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What's the best thing in the world
June-rose, by May-dew impearled;
Sweet south-wind, that means no rain;
Truth, not cruel to a friend;
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The Sweetness Of England

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And when, at
Escaped,-so many a green slope built on
Betwixt me and the enemy's house behind,
I dared to rest, or wander,-like a
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De Profundis

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The face, which, duly as the sun,
Rose up for me with life begun,
To mark all bright hours of the day With hourly love, is dimmed away—And yet my days go on, go on
II The tongue which, like a stream, could
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The Romaunt of Margret excerpts

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IX“My lips do need thy breath, My lips do need thy smile, And my pallid eyne, that light in thine Which met the stars erewhile: Yet go with light and life If that thou lovest one In all the earth who loveth thee As truly as the sun
Margret,
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Pain In Pleasure

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A
HT ay like a flower upon mine heart,
And drew around it other thoughts like
For multitude and thirst of sweetnesses;
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Cry Of The Children

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Do ye hear the children weeping,
O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years
They are leaning their young heads against their mothers—- And that cannot stop their tears
The young lambs are bleating in the meadows; The young birds...
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