Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems

201. Exaggeration 5/12/2001
202. De Profundis 12/31/2002
203. Discontent 5/12/2001
204. Sonnet Xiii: And Wilt Thou Have Me 1/3/2003
205. The Runaway Slave At Pilgrim's Point 12/31/2002
206. From ‘the Soul’s Travelling’ 1/1/2004
207. Sonnet 29 - I Think Of Thee!&Mdash;My Thoughts Do Twine And Bud 1/13/2003
208. Sonnet 10 - Yet, Love, Mere Love, Is Beautiful Indeed 1/13/2003
209. Cheerfulness Taught By Reason 5/12/2001
210. Patience Taught By Nature 5/12/2001
211. Chorus Of Eden Spirits 1/1/2004
212. Mother And Poet 1/1/2004
213. Grief 5/12/2001
214. Pain In Pleasure 5/12/2001
215. Consolation 12/31/2002
216. A Thought For A Lonely Death-Bed 5/12/2001
217. A Musical Instrument 5/12/2001
218. A Sea-Side Walk 5/12/2001
219. A Year's Spinning 1/13/2003
220. My Heart And I 1/1/2004
221. Aurora Leigh (Excerpts) 1/1/2004
222. The Best Thing In The World 12/31/2002
223. An Apprehension 5/12/2001
224. Adequacy 5/12/2001
225. A Child Asleep 5/12/2001
226. Human Life’s Mystery 1/1/2004
227. The Cry Of The Children 12/31/2002
228. Change Upon Change 5/12/2001
229. A Woman's Shortcomings 1/3/2003
230. A Man's Requirements 12/31/2002
231. A Curse For A Nation 5/12/2001
232. A Dead Rose 5/12/2001
233. Comfort 5/12/2001
234. Sonnet 43 - How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways 1/13/2003
235. Sonnet 14 - If Thou Must Love Me, Let It Be For Nought 1/13/2003
236. How Do I Love Thee? 5/12/2001

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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.

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

    She is my ancestor

  • S B (5/5/2014 5:51:00 PM)

    A Child Asleep is a very nice poem

  • 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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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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