Minstrelsy (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
For ever, since my childish looks Could rest on Nature's pictured books; For ever, since my childish tongue Could name ...
For ever, since my childish looks Could rest on Nature's pictured books; For ever, since my childish tongue Could name ...
EXPERIENCE, like a pale musician, holds A dulcimer of patience in his hand, Whence harmonies, we cannot understand, Of God; ...
HEARKEN, oh hearken! let your souls behind you Turn, gently moved! Our voices feel along the Dread to find you, ...
LIGHT human nature is too lightly tost And ruffled without cause, complaining on-- Restless with rest, until, being overthrown, It ...
XIX The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise; I barter curl for curl upon that mart, And from my poet's forehead ...
Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear Too calm and sad a face in front of thine; For we ...
Indeed this very love which is my boast, And which, when rising up from breast to brow, Doth crown me ...
CHAPTER 1 Lo, a shadow of horror is risen In Eternity! Unknown, unprolific, Self-clos'd, all-repelling: what demon Hath form'd this ...
Thou fair hair'd angel of the evening, Now, while the sun rests on the mountains light, Thy bright torch of ...
1.1 "What is the price of Experience? do men buy it for a song? 1.2 Or wisdom for a dance ...
1. Lo, a shadow of horror is risen In Eternity! Unknown, unprolific! Self-closd, all-repelling: what Demon Hath form'd this abominable ...
O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark Deep-founded habitation. Shake not ...
The bell struck one, and shook the silent tower; The graves give up their dead: fair Elenor Walk'd by the ...
He. Where thou dwellest, in what grove, Tell me Fair One, tell me Love; Where thou thy charming nest dost ...
Love seeketh not Itself to please. Nor for itself hath any care; But for another gives its ease. And builds ...
For some we loved, the loveliest and the best That from His vintage rolling Time hath pressed, Have drunk the ...
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming? O, stay and hear; your true love’s coming, That can sing both high ...
"Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds ...
We are resolved into the supreme air, We are made one with what we touch and see, With our heart’s ...
My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun Coral is far more red than her lips’ red, If snow be ...
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake ...
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