An Apprehension (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
IF all the gentlest-hearted friends I know Concentred in one heart their gentleness, That still grew gentler till its pulse ...
IF all the gentlest-hearted friends I know Concentred in one heart their gentleness, That still grew gentler till its pulse ...
THOU large-brained woman and large-hearted man, Self-called George Sand ! whose soul, amid the lions Of thy tumultuous senses, moans ...
I see thine image through my tears to-night, And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. How Refer the cause?-Beloved, is ...
And wilt thou have me fashion into speech The love I bear thee, finding words enough, And hold the torch ...
My letters! all dead paper, mute and white! And yet they seem alive and quivering Against my tremulous hands which ...
O Rose! who dares to name thee? No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet; But pale, and hard, and ...
When we met first and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. Could it mean To last, ...
1. The voice ended, they saw his pale visage Emerge from the darkness; his hand On the rock of eternity ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed And worthy of acceptation. Fire is bright, Let temple burn, or flax; an ...
1. In terrors Los shrunk from his task: His great hammer fell from his hand: His fires beheld, and sickening, ...
Hear the voice of the Bard, Who present, past, and future, sees; Whose ears have heard The Holy Word That ...
O holy virgin! clad in purest white, Unlock heav'n's golden gates, and issue forth; Awake the dawn that sleeps in ...
HEAR the voice of the Bard, Who present, past, and future, sees; Whose ears have heard The Holy Word That ...
Silent, silent night, Quench the holy light Of thy torches bright; For possessed of Day Thousand spirits stray That sweet ...
The wild winds weep And the night is a-cold; Come hither, Sleep, And my griefs infold: But lo! the morning ...
Hear the voice of the Bard! Who Present, Past, & Future sees Whose ears have heard The Holy Word, That ...
Earth raised up her head. From the darkness dread & drear, Her light fled: Stony dread! And her locks cover'd ...
Once a dream did weave a shade, O'er my Angel-guarded bed. That an Emmet lost it's way Where on grass ...
you haven't lived until you've been in a flophouse with nothing but one light bulb and 56 men squeezed together ...
I have in my hands two boxes which God gave me to hold he said, "put all your sorrows in ...
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