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Elizabeth Barrett Browning: The face of all the world is changed, I think
The face of all the world is changed, I thinkThe face of all the world is changed, I think, Since first I heard the footsteps of thy soul Move still, oh, still, beside me, as they stole…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: What can I give thee back, O liberal
What can I give thee back, O liberalWhat can I give thee back, O liberal And princely giver, who hast brought the gold And purple of thine heart, unstained, untold, And laid them on the…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: Can it be right to give what I can give?
Can it be right to give what I can give?Can it be right to give what I can give? To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years Re-sighing on my lips…Sonnets from the Portuguese
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Contents I thought once how Theocritus had sung But only three in all God's universe Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart! Thou hast thy calling to…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: I thought once how Theocritus had sung
I thought once how Theocritus had sungI thought once how Theocritus had sung Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, Who each one in a gracious hand appears To bear a gift for…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed
Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeedYet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed And worthy of acceptation. Fire is bright, Let temple burn, or flax; an equal light Leaps in the flame from…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: And therefore if to love can be desert
And therefore if to love can be desertAnd therefore if to love can be desert, I am not all unworthy. Cheeks as pale As these you see, and trembling knees that fail To bear the burden of a…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: Indeed this very love which is my boast
Indeed this very love which is my boastIndeed this very love which is my boast, And which, when rising up from breast to brow, Doth crown me with a ruby large enow To draw men's eyes and…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
And wilt thou have me fashion into speechAnd wilt thou have me fashion into speech The love I bear thee, finding words enough, And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough, Between our…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: If thou must love me, let it be for nought
If thou must love me, let it be for noughtIf 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,—…