Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems

1. A Child Asleep 5/12/2001
2. A Curse For A Nation 5/12/2001
3. A Dead Rose 5/12/2001
4. A Man's Requirements 12/31/2002
5. A Musical Instrument 5/12/2001
6. A Sea-Side Walk 5/12/2001
7. A Thought For A Lonely Death-Bed 5/12/2001
8. A Woman's Shortcomings 1/3/2003
9. A Year's Spinning 1/13/2003
10. Adequacy 5/12/2001
11. An Apprehension 5/12/2001
12. Aurora Leigh (Excerpts) 1/1/2004
13. Change Upon Change 5/12/2001
14. Cheerfulness Taught By Reason 5/12/2001
15. Chorus Of Eden Spirits 1/1/2004
16. Comfort 5/12/2001
17. Consolation 12/31/2002
18. De Profundis 12/31/2002
19. Discontent 5/12/2001
20. Exaggeration 5/12/2001
21. Flush Or Faunus 1/5/2015
22. From ‘the Soul’s Travelling’ 1/1/2004
23. Futurity 5/12/2001
24. Grief 5/12/2001
25. How Do I Love Thee? 5/12/2001
26. Human Life’s Mystery 1/1/2004
27. I 5/12/2001
28. Ii 5/12/2001
29. Iii 5/12/2001
30. Insufficiency 5/12/2001
31. Irreparableness 5/12/2001
32. Iv 5/12/2001
33. Ix 5/12/2001
34. Lord Walter's Wife 12/31/2002
35. Love 4/21/2015
36. Minstrelsy 5/12/2001
37. Mother And Poet 1/1/2004
38. My Heart And I 1/1/2004
39. On A Portrait Of Wordsworth 5/12/2001
40. Only A Curl. 1/1/2004

Comments about Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  • prefer not to be identified (5/25/2018 4:14:00 AM)

    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! ! ! ! !

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  • Aswin (2/25/2018 8:19:00 AM)

    Out in the fieldes with god

  • Sdhj''fv (2/20/2018 7:46:00 PM)

    Emily Browning was a poet you and i arent here for facts we are here for a research paper and this is boring

  • Ed Baidya Baidya (12/18/2015 3:40:00 AM)

    she is my mother. she is my brother. she is my father. yeh that's right Michael wallace

  • Agatha Eliza Agatha Eliza (10/16/2015 3:36:00 PM)

    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.

  • Michael Wallace (8/22/2015 7:42:00 PM)

    She is my ancestor

  • S B (5/5/2014 5:51:00 PM)

    A Child Asleep is a very nice poem

  • Savin Savin (12/10/2013 8:31:00 AM)

    A very nice poem. I agree with what follows: If thou must love me, let it be for nought...

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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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