The Best Thing In The World Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The Best Thing In The World
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.
I cite here: Love, when, so, you're loved again. What's the best thing in the world? --Something out of it, I think. Brilliantly put. TOP Marks, only EBB can write this fantastic poem!
Ah! Sweet poem birthing thought, and all the wisdom living has bought. Surely we will know the answers, when again roses are dancers.
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.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/4/2024 6:58:49 PM # 1.0.0
Again as RThe Classic Poem Of The Day. Congratulations, dear family of EBB. Never tired to revisit this and to reread this beautiful creation