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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems
| 1. | Vii | 5/13/2001 |
| 2. | Sonnet Vi | 12/31/2002 |
| 3. | Sonnet Xl | 12/31/2002 |
| 4. | Sonnet Xii | 12/31/2002 |
| 5. | Xlii | 5/13/2001 |
| 6. | Sonnets From The Portuguese Ii | 1/4/2003 |
| 7. | Xii | 5/13/2001 |
| 8. | Sonnet Viii | 12/31/2002 |
| 9. | Sonnet 31 - Thou Comest! All Is Said Without A Word | 1/13/2003 |
| 10. | Sonnet Xi | 12/31/2002 |
| 11. | Xxvii | 5/13/2001 |
| 12. | Sonnet Xxxvii | 12/31/2002 |
| 13. | Sonnet Xliv | 12/31/2002 |
| 14. | Xxii | 5/13/2001 |
| 15. | Sonnet Xliv: Belovèd, Thou Hast Brought Me | 1/3/2003 |
| 16. | Xliv | 5/13/2001 |
| 17. | Xxi | 5/13/2001 |
| 18. | Vi | 5/13/2001 |
| 19. | Xxix | 5/13/2001 |
| 20. | Xli | 5/13/2001 |
| 21. | Xix | 5/13/2001 |
| 22. | Sonnet Xiii | 12/31/2002 |
| 23. | Xvi | 5/13/2001 |
| 24. | Viii | 5/13/2001 |
| 25. | Sonnet Xxxiv | 12/31/2002 |
| 26. | Xxvi | 5/13/2001 |
| 27. | Xi | 5/13/2001 |
| 28. | Sonnet Xix | 12/31/2002 |
| 29. | Sonnet Xvi | 12/31/2002 |
| 30. | Sonnet Xxxix | 12/31/2002 |
| 31. | Sonnet Vii | 12/31/2002 |
| 32. | V | 5/13/2001 |
| 33. | Sonnet Xxviii: My Letters | 5/13/2001 |
| 34. | Xxxv | 5/13/2001 |
| 35. | Sonnet Xxxi: Thou Comest! | 1/3/2003 |
| 36. | Sonnet Xxxiii | 12/31/2002 |
| 37. | Xiv (If Thou Must Love Me, Let It Be For Nought) | 1/13/2003 |
| 38. | Sonnet Xxxvii: Pardon, Oh, Pardon | 1/3/2003 |
| 39. | Sonnet Xxxi | 12/31/2002 |
| 40. | X | 5/13/2001 |
Comments about 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 ...
Sonnet Xxi
Say over again, and yet once over again,
That thou dost love me. Though the word repeated
Should seem ' a cuckoo-song,' as thou dost treat it,
Remember, never to the hill or plain,
Valley and wood, without her cuckoo-strain
Comes the fresh Spring in all her green completed.
Beloved, I, amid the darkness greeted
By a doubtful spirit-voice, in that doubt's pain
Cry, ' Speak once more--thou lovest ! ' Who can fear
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Can someone tell me how to use this site. It says she hasn't posted any poems in the last 14 days! Of course she hasn't, she has been dead since 1861! ! ! ! !
Out in the fieldes with god
Emily Browning was a poet you and i arent here for facts we are here for a research paper and this is boring
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...