Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

Adequacy - Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

NOW, by the verdure on thy thousand hills,
Beloved England, doth the earth appear
Quite good enough for men to overbear
The will of God in, with rebellious wills !
We cannot say the morning-sun fulfils
Ingloriously its course, nor that the clear
Strong stars without significance insphere
Our habitation: we, meantime, our ills
Heap up against this good and lift a cry
Against this work-day world, this ill-spread feast,
As if ourselves were better certainly
Than what we come to. Maker and High Priest,
I ask thee not my joys to multiply,--
Only to make me worthier of the least.


Comments about Adequacy by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  • Gold Star - 14,297 Points * Sunprincess * (3/19/2014 9:50:00 AM)

    ........my favourite stanza..
    NOW, by the verdure on thy thousand hills,
    Beloved England, doth the earth appear
    Quite good enough for men to overbear
    The will of God in, with rebellious wills! ~ (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,970 Points Cynthia Buhain-baello (10/20/2009 5:02:00 AM)

    Written in perfection, and still relevant today, as we are suffering the consequences of what we did to 'Our habitation'...climate change. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 12, 2001

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 12, 2001


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