Elizabeth Barrett Browning (6 March 1806 – 29 June 1861 / Durham / England)
Sonnet XXIX: I Think of Thee
I think of thee!--my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee,as wild vines, about a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
Who art dearer, better! Rather, instantly
Renew thy presence; as a strong tree should,
Rustle thy boughs and set thy trunk all bare,
And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee
Drop heavily down,--burst, shattered, everywhere!
Because, in this deep joy to see and hear thee
And breathe within thy shadow a new air,
I do not think of thee--I am too near thee.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Other Poems
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- A Curse For A Nation
- A Dead Rose
- A Man's Requirements
- A Musical Instrument
- A Sea-Side Walk
- A Thought For A Lonely Death-Bed
- A Woman's Shortcomings
- A Year's Spinning
- An Apprehension
- Aurora Leigh (excerpts)
- Change Upon Change
- Cheerfulness Taught By Reason
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