Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems

1. Paraphrase on Anacreon: Ode to the Swallow 5/20/2015
2. Love 4/21/2015
3. Flush Or Faunus 1/5/2015
4. Stanzas On The Death Of Lord Byron 3/24/2012
5. Xii 5/13/2001
6. Xli 5/13/2001
7. Sonnet Xxxvii 12/31/2002
8. Sonnet Xxxviii 12/31/2002
9. Xxxiv 5/13/2001
10. Xxx 5/13/2001
11. Sonnet Xvi 12/31/2002
12. Sonnet Xxvi 12/31/2002
13. Sonnet Xxv 12/31/2002
14. Vii 5/13/2001
15. Xxxix 5/13/2001
16. Xxxiii 5/13/2001
17. Xxxvi 5/13/2001
18. Xxxi 5/13/2001
19. Sonnet Xxiii 12/31/2002
20. Xxxvii 5/13/2001
21. Sonnet Xxvii 12/31/2002
22. Sonnet Xxxiv 12/31/2002
23. Sonnet Xliv 12/31/2002
24. Xxvi 5/13/2001
25. Sonnet Xxxix 12/31/2002
26. Xv 5/13/2001
27. Xxii 5/13/2001
28. Sonnet Xxx 12/31/2002
29. Xxix 5/13/2001
30. Xxvii 5/13/2001
31. V 5/13/2001
32. Sonnet Xxxi: Thou Comest! 1/3/2003
33. Viii 5/13/2001
34. Xxxii 5/13/2001
35. Xxiii 5/13/2001
36. Sonnet Xxxi 12/31/2002
37. Xx 5/13/2001
38. Xix 5/13/2001
39. Sonnet Xvii 12/31/2002
40. Sonnet Xxxiii 12/31/2002
Best Poem of 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 ...

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Sonnet Xvii

My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes
God set between his After and Before,
And strike up and strike off the general roar
Of the rushing worlds a melody that floats
In a serene air purely. Antidotes
Of medicated music, answering for
Mankind's forlornest uses, thou canst pour
From thence into their ears. God's will devotes
Thine to such ends, and mine to wait on thine.

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