Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

An Apprehension - Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

IF all the gentlest-hearted friends I know
Concentred in one heart their gentleness,
That still grew gentler till its pulse was less
For life than pity,--I should yet be slow
To bring my own heart nakedly below
The palm of such a friend, that he should press
Motive, condition, means, appliances,

My false ideal joy and fickle woe,
Out full to light and knowledge; I should fear
Some plait between the brows, some rougher chime
In the free voice. O angels, let your flood
Of bitter scorn dash on me ! do ye hear
What I say who hear calmly all the time
This everlasting face to face with GOD ?


Comments about An Apprehension by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  • Kevin Patrick (4/29/2016 4:13:00 PM)

    A wonderful work, it sounds so joyous but when read there is a deeper sense of sadness evoked behind the meaning of the words. My favorite part is the last bit


    O angels, let your flood
    Of bitter scorn dash on me! do ye hear
    What I say who hear calmly all the time
    This everlasting face to face with GOD?

    Sad but also warming, her words still have everlasting power. (Report) Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal (4/29/2016 9:07:00 AM)

    Awesome poem.....Loved it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 12, 2001



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