Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems

41. Sonnet Xxiv: Let The World's Sharpness 1/3/2003
42. Sonnet Xliv: Belovèd, Thou Hast Brought Me 1/3/2003
43. Xlii 5/13/2001
44. Sonnet Xxviii: My Letters 5/13/2001
45. Sonnet Xxiv 12/31/2002
46. Xi 5/13/2001
47. Xvi 5/13/2001
48. Vi 5/13/2001
49. Sonnet Xvii: My Poet, Thou Canst Touch 1/3/2003
50. Xxix 5/13/2001
51. Sonnet Xxxvi 12/31/2002
52. Xvii 5/13/2001
53. Sonnet Xx Beloved, My Beloved 12/31/2002
54. Xliii 5/13/2001
55. Sonnet Xix 12/31/2002
56. Sonnet Xxxii 12/31/2002
57. Xl 5/13/2001
58. Sonnet Xxvi: I Lived With Visions 1/3/2003
59. Xxv 5/13/2001
60. Sonnet Xxix 12/31/2002
61. X 5/13/2001
62. Xxiv 5/13/2001
63. Sonnet Xxxix: Because Thou Hast The Power 1/3/2003
64. Sonnet Xl 12/31/2002
65. Xxxviii 5/13/2001
66. Sonnet Xv 12/31/2002
67. Xviii 5/13/2001
68. Sonnet Xxii 12/31/2002
69. Sonnet Xxiii: Is It Indeed So? 1/3/2003
70. Sonnet 31 - Thou Comest! All Is Said Without A Word 1/13/2003
71. Sonnet Xxxiv: With The Same Heart 1/3/2003
72. Substitution 5/12/2001
73. Sonnet Xxvii: My Dear Belovèd 1/3/2003
74. The Landing Of The Pilgrim Fathers 1/3/2003
75. Xxi 5/13/2001
76. Sonnet Xxxv 12/31/2002
77. Sonnet Viii 12/31/2002
78. Work 5/13/2001
79. Sonnet Xxi 12/31/2002
80. Sonnet Xxx: I See Thine Image 1/3/2003

Comments about Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  • Aswin (2/25/2018 8:19:00 AM)

    Out in the fieldes with god

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  • 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

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  • 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

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  • 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.

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

    She is my ancestor

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  • S B (5/5/2014 5:51:00 PM)

    A Child Asleep is a very nice poem

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  • Valentin Savin Valentin 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 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