Sonnet XXXVI: When We Met First (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
When we met first and loved, I did not buildUpon the event with marble. Could it meanTo last, a love ...
When we met first and loved, I did not buildUpon the event with marble. Could it meanTo last, a love ...
I thought once how Theocritus had sungOf the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years,Who each one in a gracious ...
I see thine image through my tears to-night,And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. HowRefer the cause?—Beloved, is it thouOr ...
I LEFT thee last, a child at heart, A woman scarce in years: I come to thee, a solemn corpse ...
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems ! where The dancers will break footing, ...
The seraph sings before the manifest God-One, and in the burning of the Seven, And with the full life of ...
Can it be right to give what I can give ? To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears ...
God, God! With a child's voice I cry, Weak, sad, confidingly- God, God! Thou knowest, eyelids, raised not always up ...
I thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
THE seraph sings before the manifest God-One, and in the burning of the Seven, And with the full life of ...
TRUE genius, but true woman ! dost deny The woman's nature with a manly scorn And break away the gauds ...
We walked beside the sea, After a day which perished silently Of its own glory---like the Princess weird Who, combating ...
I The face, which, duly as the sun, Rose up for me with life begun, To mark all bright hours ...
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems! where The dancers will break footing, from ...
I see thine image through my tears to-night, And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. How Refer the cause?-Beloved, is ...
A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne From year to year until I saw thy face, And sorrow after sorrow ...
We sow the glebe, we reap the corn, We build the house where we may rest, And then, at moments, ...
Go, sit upon the lofty hill, And turn your eyes around, Where waving woods and waters wild Do hymn an ...
Can it be right to give what I can give? To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears As ...
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 ...
Yet, my pretty sportive friend, Little is't to such an end That I praise thy rareness! Other dogs may be ...
When we met first and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. Could it mean To last, ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
I tell you hopeless grief is passionless, That only men incredulous of despair, Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air ...
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