Elizabeth Barrett Browning

(6 March 1806 – 29 June 1861 / Durham / England)

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  • Ed Baidya Baidya (12/18/2015 3:40:00 AM)

    she is my mother. she is my brother. she is my father. yeh that's right Michael wallace

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  • Agatha Eliza Agatha Eliza (10/16/2015 3:36:00 PM)

    I have discovered some of her poetry in an anthology book collection when I was still in highschool, and I was absolutely impressed. Elizabeth Barrett Browning had a unique way of putting her feelings into poetry..However, the long epic poem Aurora Leigh remains my all time favourite. It's a masterpiece.

  • Michael Wallace (8/22/2015 7:42:00 PM)

    She is my ancestor

  • S B (5/5/2014 5:51:00 PM)

    A Child Asleep is a very nice poem

  • Valentin Savin Valentin Savin (12/10/2013 8:31:00 AM)

    A very nice poem. I agree with what follows: If thou must love me, let it be for nought...

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  • Poet.selvakumar Dear.selvakumar (1/13/2007 8:42:00 AM)

    poem's catch at my heart...

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Best Poem of Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How Do I Love Thee?

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.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my ...

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Sonnet Xli: I Thank All

I thank all who have loved me in their hearts,
With thanks and love from mine. Deep thanks to all
Who paused a little near the prison-wall
To hear my music in its louder parts
Ere they went onward, each one to the mart's
Or temple's occupation, beyond call.
But thou, who, in my voice's sink and fall
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art's
Own instrument didst drop down at thy foot

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