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“My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Letters of Elizabeth Barrett Browning to Mary Russell Mitford, 1836-1854
“And yet, because I love thee, I obtain
From that same love this vindicating grace,
To live on still in love, and yet in vain”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese
“Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor done.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“I saw, in gradual vision through my tears,
The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years,
Those of my own life, who by turns had flung
A shadow across me.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese
“OF writing many books there is no end;
And I who have written much in prose and verse
For others' uses, will write now for mine,-
Will write my story for my better self,
As when you paint your portrait for a friend,
Who keeps it in a drawer and looks at it
Long after he has ceased to love you, just
To hold together what he was and is.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh
“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 lov'd, us'd -- well enough,
I think, we've far'd, my heart and I.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“XI
I sang his name instead of song;
Over and over I sang his name:
Backward and forward I sang it along,
With my sweetest notes, it was still the same!
I sang it low, that the slave-girls near
Might never guess, from what they could hear,
That all the song was a name.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange
And be all to me?”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese and Other Love Poems
“She lived, we'll say,
A harmless life, she called a
virtuous life,
A quiet life, which was not life at all
(But that she had not lived enough to know)”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh
“I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“Will that light come again,
As now these tears come...falling hot and real!”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese
“Alas, I have grieved so I am hard to love.
Yet love me--wilt thou? Open thine heart wide,
And fold within, the wet wings of thy dove.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese
“My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!
And yet they seem alive and quivering
Against my tremulous hands which loose the string
And let them drop down on my knee to-night.
This said, -- he wished to have me in his sight
Once, as a friend: this fixed a day in spring
To come and touch my hand ... a simple thing,
Yet I wept for it! -- this, ... the paper's light ...
Said, Dear I love thee; and I sank and quailed
As if God's future thundered on my past.
This said, I am thine -- and so its ink has paled
With lying at my heart that beat too fast.
And this ... O Love, thy words have ill availed
If, what this said, I dared repeat at last!”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese
“You have touched me more profoundly than I thought even you could have touched me - my heart was full when you came here today. Henceforward I am yours for everything.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“Yes, I answered you last night;
No, this morning, sir, I say:
Colors seen by candle-light
Will not look the same by day.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“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.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“الكتاب هو المعلم الذي يعلم بلا عصا و لا كلمات و لا غضب . . بلا خبز و لا ماء . . إن دنوت منه لا تجده نائماً وإن قصدته لا يختبىء منك . . وإن أخطأت لا يوبخك وإذا أظهرت جهلك لا يسخر منك”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“The world of books is still the world.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh
tags: books
“تغير وجه العالم في ظني..منذ سمعت خطو روحك أول مرة”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“What is art but the life upon the larger scale, the higher. When, graduating up in a spiral line of still expanding and ascending gyres, it pushes toward the intense significance of all things, hungry for the infinite?”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“Beloved, let us live so well our work shall still be better for our love, and still our love be sweeter for our work.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“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.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese
“Light tomorrow with today”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“Life loves to be taken by the lapel and told: "I'm with you kid. Let's go.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Love Sonnets
“Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“Men could not part us with their worldly jars,
Nor the seas change us, nor the tempests bend;
Our hands would touch for all the mountain-bars,--
And, heaven being rolled between us at the end,
We should but vow the faster for the stars.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese
“Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed
And worthy of acceptation. Fire is bright,
Let temple burn, or flax; an equal light
Leaps in the flame from cedar-plank or weed:
And love is fire. And when I say at need
I love thee ... mark! ... I love thee -- in thy sight
I stand transfigured, glorified aright,
With conscience of the new rays that proceed
Out of my face toward thine. There's nothing low
In love, when love the lowest: meanest creatures
Who love God, God accepts while loving so.
And what I feel, across the inferior features
Of what I am, doth flash itself, and show
How that great work of Love enhances Nature's.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese
tags: love
“The critics say that epics have died out with Agamemnon and the goat-nursed gods; I'll not believe it. I could never deem as Payne Knight did, that Homer's heroes measured twelve feet high. They were but men: -his Helen's hair turned grey like any plain Miss Smith's who wears a front; And Hector's infant whimpered at a plume as yours last Friday at a turkey-cock. All heroes are essential men, and all men possible heroes: every age, heroic in proportions, double faced, looks backward and before, expects a morn and claims an epos.”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use”
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways. Love Poems Of Elizabeth Barrett Browning


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