Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems

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

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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 Xli: I Thank All

I thank all who have loved me in their hearts,
With thanks and love from mine. Deep thanks to all
Who paused a little near the prison-wall
To hear my music in its louder parts
Ere they went onward, each one to the mart's
Or temple's occupation, beyond call.
But thou, who, in my voice's sink and fall
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art's
Own instrument didst drop down at thy foot

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