The Romaunt of Margret (excerpts) (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
IX"My lips do need thy breath, My lips do need thy smile, And my pallid eyne, ...
IX"My lips do need thy breath, My lips do need thy smile, And my pallid eyne, ...
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 ...
EXPERIENCE, like a pale musician, holds A dulcimer of patience in his hand, Whence harmonies, we cannot understand, Of God; ...
WHEN some beloved voice that was to you Both sound and sweetness, faileth suddenly, And silence, against which you dare ...
I am like, They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth Of delicate ...
I. Dead ! One of them shot by the sea in the east, And one of them shot in the ...
I see thine image through my tears to-night, And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. How Refer the cause?-Beloved, is ...
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 ...
Go, sit upon the lofty hill, And turn your eyes around, Where waving woods and waters wild Do hymn an ...
O Rose! who dares to name thee? No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet; But pale, and hard, and ...
I. I stand on the mark beside the shore Of the first white pilgrim's bended knee, Where exile turned to ...
I. ENOUGH ! we're tired, my heart and I. We sit beside the headstone thus, And wish that name were ...
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height ...
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
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