Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems

81. Sonnet Viii 12/31/2002
82. Work 5/13/2001
83. Sonnet Xxi 12/31/2002
84. Sonnet Xxx: I See Thine Image 1/3/2003
85. Sonnet Xxxiii: Yes, Call Me By My Pet-Name! 1/3/2003
86. Sonnet Xvi: And Yet, Because Thou 1/3/2003
87. Sonnet Xlii: My Future 1/3/2003
88. Sonnet Xviii: I Never Gave A Lock Of Hair 1/3/2003
89. Sonnet Xxv: A Heavy Heart, Belovèd 1/3/2003
90. Sonnet Iv 12/31/2002
91. Work And Contemplation 5/13/2001
92. Sonnet Vi 12/31/2002
93. Sonnet Xix: The Soul's Rialto 1/3/2003
94. Sonnet Xii 12/31/2002
95. Sonnet Vii: The Face Of All The World 1/3/2003
96. The Seraph And Poet 5/13/2001
97. Sonnet Ii 12/31/2002
98. Sonnet Xv: Accuse Me Not 1/3/2003
99. Sonnets From The Portuguese Ii 1/4/2003
100. Sonnet Xlii 12/31/2002
101. Sonnet Iii 12/31/2002
102. Sonnet Ii: But Only Three In All God's Universe 1/3/2003
103. Sonnet Vii 12/31/2002
104. Sonnet V: I Lift My Heavy Heart Up 1/3/2003
105. Sonnet X 12/31/2002
106. Sonnet Xli 12/31/2002
107. Sonnet Xl: Oh, Yes! They Love 1/3/2003
108. To George Sand: A Recognition 5/13/2001
109. Sonnet Xxi: Say Over Again 1/3/2003
110. Sonnet 19 - The Soul's Rialto Hath Its Merchandise 1/13/2003
111. On A Portrait Of Wordsworth 5/12/2001
112. Sonnets From The Portuguese V 1/4/2003
113. The Two Sayings 5/13/2001
114. Sonnet Viii: What Can I Give Thee Back 1/3/2003
115. Sonnet Iv: Thou Hast Thy Calling 1/3/2003
116. Rosalind's Scroll 1/4/2003
117. Sonnet Xi 12/31/2002
118. Sonnet 26 - I Lived With Visions For My Company 1/13/2003
119. Sonnet Xxix: I Think Of Thee 1/3/2003
120. Sonnet Ix: Can It Be Right To Give 1/3/2003

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    poem's catch at my heart...

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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

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