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Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems
- How Do I Love Thee? How do I love thee? Let me count the ...
- Sonnet 14 - If Thou Must Love ...
- Comfort SPEAK low to me, my Saviour, low and sweet From out ...
- Sonnet 43 - How Do I Love Thee...
- A Dead Rose O Rose! who dares to name thee? No longer ...
- A Curse For A Nation I heard an angel speak last night, ...
- The Cry Of The Children Do ye hear the children weeping, O my...
Elizabeth Barrett Browning was one of the most prominent poets of the Victorian era. Her poetry was widely popular in both England and the United States during her lifetime. A collection of her last poems was published by her husband, Robert Browning, shortly after her death.
Early Life
Some of Barrett's family had lived in Jamaica for several centuries. The main wealth of Barrett's household derived from Edward Barrett (1734–1798), landowner of 10,000 acres (40 km2) in Cinnamon Hill, Cornwall, Cambridge, and Oxford estates in northern Jamaica. Barrett Browning's maternal grandfather owned sugar plantations, mills, glassworks and ships that traded between Jamaica and ... more »
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''At painful times, when composition is impossible and reading is not enough, grammars and dictionaries are excellent for distraction.''
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861), British poet. Letter, April 1839, to Mary Russell Mitford. Cited in Elizabeth Barrett to Miss Mitford (1954).
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''What is genius—but the power of expressing a new individuality?''
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861), British poet. Elizabeth Barrett to Miss Mitford (1954). letter, Jan. 14, 1843, to author Mary Russell Mitf...
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''It is not at all monstrous in me to say ... that I would rather have such a memorial of one I dearly loved, than the noblest artist's work ever produced.''
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861), British poet. letter, Dec. 7, 1843, to author Mary Russell Mitford. Elizabeth Barrett to Miss Mitford (1954). ...
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 ...
she is my mother. she is my brother. she is my father. yeh that's right Michael wallace
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.
She is my ancestor
A Child Asleep is a very nice poem
A very nice poem. I agree with what follows: If thou must love me, let it be for nought...
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