Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

poet Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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The Best Thing In The World - Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

What's the best thing in the world?
June-rose, by May-dew impearled;
Sweet south-wind, that means no rain;
Truth, not cruel to a friend;
Pleasure, not in haste to end;
Beauty, not self-decked and curled
Till its pride is over-plain;
Love, when, so, you're loved again.
What's the best thing in the world?
--Something out of it, I think.


Comments about The Best Thing In The World by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  • (7/15/2009 8:47:00 PM)


    Ah! Sweet poem birthing thought, and all the wisdom living has bought.
    Surely we will know the answers, when again roses are dancers.     (Report) Reply

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  • (10/17/2008 2:13:00 PM)


    nice! uhm..i dnt really know what's the best thing on earth....but this poem goes with what my thoughts depict of what the best thing on earth is. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

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