elizabeth barrett browning Quotes

A woman is always younger than a man at equal years.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive, half wishing they were dead to save the shame. The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow; They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats, and flare up bodily, wings and all. What then? Who's sorry for a gnat or girl?
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
O rose, who dares to name thee?No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet,But pale, and hard, and dry, as stubblewheat,Kept seven years in a drawer, thy titles shame thee.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
He who breathes deepest lives most.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I love thee with the passion put to useIn my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to loseWith my lost saints,-I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
What is genius but the power of expressing a new individuality?
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
A woman cannot do the thing she ought, which means whatever perfect thing she can, in life, in art, in science, but she fears to let the perfect action take her part and rest there: she must prove what she can do before she does it, - prate of woman's rights, of woman's mission, woman's function, till the men (who are prating, too, on their side) cry, A woman's function plainly is... to talk. Poor souls, they are very reasonably vexed!
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How many desolate creatures on the earth have learnt the simple dues of fellowship and social comfort, in a hospital.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers?
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Two human loves make one divine.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
You're something between a dream and a miracle.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I f thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love her for her smile ... her look ... her way Of speaking gently ... for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and, certes, brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day- For these things in themselves, Beloved, may Be changed, or change for thee-and love so wrought, May be unwrought so.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
His ears were often the first thing to catch my tears.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
A great man leaves clean work behind him, and requires no sweeper up of the chips.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
There are nettles everywhere, but smooth, green grasses are more common still; the blue of heaven is larger than the cloud.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Why, what is to live? Not to eat and drink and breathe,-but to feel the life in you down all the fibres of being, passionately and joyfully.
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Get work: Be sure it is better than what you work to get.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Light tomorrow with today!
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees takes off his shoes.
tags: earth heaven
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The music soars within the little lark, And the lark soars.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Who so loves believes the impossible.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
If you desire faith, then you have faith enough.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
What monster have we here? A great Deed at this hour of day? A great just deed - and not for pay? Absurd - or insincere?
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor done.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
What is art but the life upon the larger scale, the higher. When, graduating up in a spiral line of still expanding and ascending gyres, it pushes toward the intense significance of all things, hungry for the infinite?
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
We have hearts within, Warm, live, improvident, indecent hearts.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Eve is a twofold mystery.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
And I smiled to think God's greatness flowed around our incompleteness; Round our restlessness, His rest.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
What I do and what I dream include thee, as the wine must taste of its own grapes.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
And if God choose I shall but love thee better after death.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
And each man stands with his face in the light. Of his own drawn sword, ready to do what a hero can.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I would not be a rose upon the wallA queen might stop at, near the palace-door,To say to a courtier, "Pluck that rose for me,It's prettier than the rest." O Romney Leigh!I'd rather far be trodden by his foot,Than lie in a great queen's bosom.
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
We overstate the ills of life, and take Imagination... down our earth to rake...
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— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
elizabeth barrett browning
Birth    : March 6, 1806
Death  : June 29, 1861
Occupation  : Poet