Sonnet 34 – With the same heart, I said, I’ll answer thee (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
With the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee As those, when thou shalt call me by my name- Lo, ...
With the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee As those, when thou shalt call me by my name- Lo, ...
She has laughed as softly as if she sighed, She has counted six, and over, Of a purse well filled, ...
Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours! I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth. I have ...
A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne From year to year until I saw thy face, And sorrow after sorrow ...
SPEAK low to me, my Saviour, low and sweet From out the hallelujahs, sweet and low Lest I should fear ...
I Love me Sweet, with all thou art, Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the lightest part, Love me in ...
Thou comest! all is said without a word. I sit beneath thy looks, as children do In the noon-sun, with ...
We sow the glebe, we reap the corn, We build the house where we may rest, And then, at moments, ...
My letters! all dead paper, mute and white! And yet they seem alive and quivering Against my tremulous hands which ...
I lift my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes, I overturn ...
If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange And be all to me? Shall I never miss Home-talk and ...
THANK God, bless God, all ye who suffer not More grief than ye can weep for. That is well-- That ...
Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead, Wouldst thou miss any life in losing mine? And would the ...
MY future will not copy fair my past On any leaf but Heaven's. Be fully done Supernal Will ! I ...
And therefore if to love can be desert, I am not all unworthy. Cheeks as pale As these you see, ...
Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear The name I used to run at, when a child, From ...
Go, sit upon the lofty hill, And turn your eyes around, Where waving woods and waters wild Do hymn an ...
And wilt thou have me fashion into speech The love I bear thee, finding words enough, And hold the torch ...
I think of thee!-my thoughts do twine and bud About thee, as wild vines, about a tree, Put out broad ...
O Rose! who dares to name thee? No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet; But pale, and hard, and ...
The first time that the sun rose on thine oath To love me, I looked forward to the moon To ...
The face of all the world is changed, I think, Since first I heard the footsteps of thy soul Move ...
Can it be right to give what I can give? To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears As ...
'My future will not copy fair my past'- I wrote that once; and thinking at my side My ministering life-angel ...
I thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
How he sleepeth! having drunken Weary childhood's mandragore, From his pretty eyes have sunken Pleasures, to make room for more--- ...
I. ENOUGH ! we're tired, my heart and I. We sit beside the headstone thus, And wish that name were ...
My own Beloved, who hast lifted me From this drear flat of earth where I was thrown, And, in betwixt ...
I never gave a lock of hair away To a man, Dearest, except this to thee, Which now upon my ...
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