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Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnet 9
Can it be right to give what I can give?To let thee sit beneath the fall of tearsAs salt as mine, and hear the sighing yearsRe-sighing on my lips renunciativeThrough those infrequent smiles which fail to liveFor all thy adjurations? O my fears,That this can scarce be right! We are not peers,So to be lovers;…
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnet IV: “Thou Hast Thy Calling”
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor,Most gracious singer of high poems! whereThe dancers will break footing, from the careOf watching up thy pregnant lips for more.And dost thou lift this house’s latch too poorFor hand of thine? and canst thou think and bearTo let thy music drip here unawareIn folds of golden fulness at…
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnet 3
Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!Unlike our uses and our destinies.Our ministering two angels look surpriseOn one another, as they strike athwartTheir wings in passing. Thou, bethink thee, artA guest for queens to social pageantries,With gages from a hundred brighter eyesThan tears even can make mine, to play thy partOf chief musician. What hast…
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Summary of Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnet II
But only three in all God’s universeHave heard this word thou has said,—Himself, besideThee speaking, and me listening! and repliedOne of us…that was God,…and laid the curseSo darkly on my eyelids, as to amerceMy sight from seeing thee,—that if I had died,The deathweights, placed there, would have signifiedLess absolute exclusion. Nay is worseFrom God than…
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