Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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

Poems by Elizabeth Barrett Browning : 178 / 236

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

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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.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Poems by Elizabeth Barrett Browning : 178 / 236

Valerie (4/3/2018 8:56:00 AM)
This poem is missing two lines. Please correct! (Report)Reply
Carle Whitney Riley (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
Claire Espanya (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