Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems

81. Sonnet Xxi 12/31/2002
82. Sonnet Xxx: I See Thine Image 1/3/2003
83. Sonnet Xxxiii: Yes, Call Me By My Pet-Name! 1/3/2003
84. Sonnet Xvi: And Yet, Because Thou 1/3/2003
85. Sonnet Xlii: My Future 1/3/2003
86. Sonnet Xviii: I Never Gave A Lock Of Hair 1/3/2003
87. Sonnet Xxv: A Heavy Heart, Belovèd 1/3/2003
88. Sonnet Iv 12/31/2002
89. Substitution 5/12/2001
90. Sonnet Vi 12/31/2002
91. Sonnet Xix: The Soul's Rialto 1/3/2003
92. Sonnet Xii 12/31/2002
93. Sonnet Vii: The Face Of All The World 1/3/2003
94. Work 5/13/2001
95. Sonnet Ii 12/31/2002
96. Sonnet Xv: Accuse Me Not 1/3/2003
97. Sonnets From The Portuguese Ii 1/4/2003
98. Sonnet Xlii 12/31/2002
99. Work And Contemplation 5/13/2001
100. Sonnet Iii 12/31/2002
101. Sonnet Ii: But Only Three In All God's Universe 1/3/2003
102. Sonnet Vii 12/31/2002
103. Sonnet V: I Lift My Heavy Heart Up 1/3/2003
104. Sonnet X 12/31/2002
105. Sonnet Xli 12/31/2002
106. Sonnet Xl: Oh, Yes! They Love 1/3/2003
107. Sonnet Xxi: Say Over Again 1/3/2003
108. Sonnet 19 - The Soul's Rialto Hath Its Merchandise 1/13/2003
109. Sonnets From The Portuguese V 1/4/2003
110. Sonnet Viii: What Can I Give Thee Back 1/3/2003
111. Sonnet Iv: Thou Hast Thy Calling 1/3/2003
112. Sonnet Xi 12/31/2002
113. Sonnet 26 - I Lived With Visions For My Company 1/13/2003
114. Sonnet Xxix: I Think Of Thee 1/3/2003
115. Sonnet Ix: Can It Be Right To Give 1/3/2003
116. Sonnet 37 - Pardon, Oh, Pardon, That My Soul Should Make 1/13/2003
117. Sonnet Xxxvi: When We Met First 1/3/2003
118. Sonnet Xxxv: If I Leave All For Thee 1/3/2003
119. The Prisoner 5/13/2001
120. Sonnet Xliii 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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Xxxii

The first time that the sun rose on thine oath
To love me, I looked forward to the moon
To slacken all those bonds which seemed too soon
And quickly tied to make a lasting troth.
Quick-loving hearts, I thought, may quickly loathe;
And, looking on myself, I seemed not one
For such man's love !--more like an out-of-tune
Worn viol, a good singer would be wroth
To spoil his song with, and which, snatched in haste,

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