Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems

121. To George Sand: A Recognition 5/13/2001
122. Sonnet Xxxv: If I Leave All For Thee 1/3/2003
123. The Prisoner 5/13/2001
124. To 5/13/2001
125. Sonnet Xliii 12/31/2002
126. Sonnet Xxxii: The First Time 1/3/2003
127. To George Sand: A Desire 5/13/2001
128. Sonnet Iii: Unlike Are We, Unlike 1/3/2003
129. Sonnet Xii: Indeed This Very Love 1/3/2003
130. Sonnet 08 - What Can I Give Thee Back, O Liberal 1/13/2003
131. Sonnet Xli: I Thank All 1/3/2003
132. Minstrelsy 5/12/2001
133. Sonnet 30 - I See Thine Image Through My Tears To-Night 1/13/2003
134. The Look 5/13/2001
135. The Meaning Of The Look 5/13/2001
136. Sonnet Vi: Go From Me 1/3/2003
137. Sonnet Xxix: I Think Of Thee 1/3/2003
138. The Poet And The Bird 5/13/2001
139. Sonnet 25 - A Heavy Heart, Beloved, Have I Borne 1/13/2003
140. Sonnets From The Portuguese Iii 1/4/2003
141. Sonnet 16 - And Yet, Because Thou Overcomest So 1/13/2003
142. Sonnet 39 - Because Thou Hast The Power And Own'st The Grace 1/13/2003
143. Sonnet 04 - Thou Hast Thy Calling To Some Palace-Floor 1/13/2003
144. Sonnet 34 - With The Same Heart, I Said, I'Ll Answer Thee 1/13/2003
145. Sonnet 23 - Is It Indeed So? If I Lay Here Dead 1/13/2003
146. Sonnet 32 - The First Time That The Sun Rose On Thine Oath 1/13/2003
147. Xiv (If Thou Must Love Me, Let It Be For Nought) 1/13/2003
148. The Weakest Thing 12/31/2002
149. The Lady's Yes 5/13/2001
150. Sonnet Xxii: When Our Two Souls Stand Up 1/3/2003
151. Sonnet 09 - Can It Be Right To Give What I Can Give? 1/13/2003
152. Sonnet Xiv 12/31/2002
153. Ix 5/12/2001
154. Sonnet 17 - My Poet, Thou Canst Touch On All The Notes 1/13/2003
155. Sonnet I 12/31/2002
156. Iv 5/12/2001
157. The Deserted Garden 5/12/2001
158. Iii 5/12/2001
159. Only A Curl. 1/1/2004
160. Sonnet 05 - I Lift My Heavy Heart Up Solemnly 1/13/2003
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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