Sonnet XXIV: Let the World’s Sharpness (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Let the world's sharpness like a clasping knifeShut in upon itself and do no harmIn this close hand of Love, ...
Let the world's sharpness like a clasping knifeShut in upon itself and do no harmIn this close hand of Love, ...
Let the world's sharpness, like a clasping knife, Shut in upon itself and do no harm In this close hand ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
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