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c036bbd	Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive, Half wishing they were dead to save the shame. The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow; They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats, And flare up bodily, wings and all. What then? Who's sorry for a gnat... or a girl?		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
0335731	And yet, because I love thee, I obtain From that same love this vindicating grace, To live on still in love, and yet in vain	love unrequited-love	Elizabeth Barrett Browning
aea295f	Witch, scholar, poet, dreamer, and the rest...		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
40692da	I would build a cloudy House For my thoughts to live in; When for earth too fancy-loose And too low for Heaven! Hush! I talk my dream aloud - I build it bright to see, -		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
58f2fa1	My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.	life	Elizabeth Barrett Browning
c262061	What I do, and what I dream include thee, as the wine must taste of its own grapes.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
937c2bb	O Life, How oft we throw it off and think, -- 'Enough, Enough of life in so much! -- here's a cause For rupture; -- herein we must break with Life, Or be ourselves unworthy; here we are wronged, Maimed, spoiled for aspiration: farewell Life!' -- And so, as froward babes, we hide our eyes And think all ended. -- Then, Life calls to us In some transformed, apocryphal, new voice, Above us, or below us, or around . . Perhaps we name it Nature's..	life giving-up	Elizabeth Barrett Browning
11f7d7b	OF writing many books there is no end; And I who have written much in prose and verse For others' uses, will write now for mine,- Will write my story for my better self, As when you paint your portrait for a friend, Who keeps it in a drawer and looks at it Long after he has ceased to love you, just To hold together what he was and is.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
be4025f	I saw, in gradual vision through my tears, The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, Those of my own life, who by turns had flung A shadow across me.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
62775fd	In this abundant earth no doubt Is little room for things worn out: Disdain them, break them, throw them by! And if before the days grew rough	heart my-heart-and-i	Elizabeth Barrett Browning
58e2d37	XI I sang his name instead of song; Over and over I sang his name: Backward and forward I sang it along, With my sweetest notes, it was still the same! I sang it low, that the slave-girls near		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
d2fb8fb	If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange And be all to me?		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
b40fc35	And then people ask me what I mean in [words torn out]. I hope you were among the six who understood or half understood my 'Poet's Vow' -- that is, if you read it at all. Uncle Hedley made a long pause at the first part. But I have been reading, too, Sheridan Knowles's play of the 'Wreckers.' It is full of passion and pathos, and made me shed a great many tears.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
3723a95	Thou large-brained woman and large-hearted man.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
9b5bcf6	I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
de1ed76	But so fair,Who gaze upon her unaware.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
3c034ab	Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
65b70f0	By thunders of white silence.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
8527b96	And Chaucer, with his infantineFamiliar clasp of things divine.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
402bbed	Knowledge by suffering entereth,And life is perfected by death.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
33ba0ae	Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall standHenceforward in thy shadow.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
ba35c5e	God only, who made us rich, can make us poor.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
08e475a	Because God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
68c2c4a	Dreams of doing goodFor good-for-nothing people.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
7874d87	The beautiful seems rightBecause of weakness.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
bf578f4	Every wishIs like a prayer--with God.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
513d5b7	Whoso lovesBelieves the impossible.		Elizabeth Barrett Browning
b29229e	Since when was genius found respectable?		Elizabeth Barrett Browning

c036bbd

Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive, Half wishing they were dead to save the shame. The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow; They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats, And flare up bodily, wings and all. What then? Who's sorry for a gnat... or a girl?

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

0335731

And yet, because I love thee, I obtain From that same love this vindicating grace, To live on still in love, and yet in vain

love unrequited-love

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

aea295f

Witch, scholar, poet, dreamer, and the rest...

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

40692da

I would build a cloudy House For my thoughts to live in; When for earth too fancy-loose And too low for Heaven! Hush! I talk my dream aloud - I build it bright to see, -

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

58f2fa1

My patience has dreadful chilblains from standing so long on a monument.

life

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

c262061

What I do, and what I dream include thee, as the wine must taste of its own grapes.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

937c2bb

O Life, How oft we throw it off and think, -- 'Enough, Enough of life in so much! -- here's a cause For rupture; -- herein we must break with Life, Or be ourselves unworthy; here we are wronged, Maimed, spoiled for aspiration: farewell Life!' -- And so, as froward babes, we hide our eyes And think all ended. -- Then, Life calls to us In some transformed, apocryphal, new voice, Above us, or below us, or around . . Perhaps we name it Nature's..

life giving-up

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

11f7d7b

OF writing many books there is no end; And I who have written much in prose and verse For others' uses, will write now for mine,- Will write my story for my better self, As when you paint your portrait for a friend, Who keeps it in a drawer and looks at it Long after he has ceased to love you, just To hold together what he was and is.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

be4025f

I saw, in gradual vision through my tears, The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, Those of my own life, who by turns had flung A shadow across me.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

62775fd

In this abundant earth no doubt Is little room for things worn out: Disdain them, break them, throw them by! And if before the days grew rough

heart my-heart-and-i

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

58e2d37

XI I sang his name instead of song; Over and over I sang his name: Backward and forward I sang it along, With my sweetest notes, it was still the same! I sang it low, that the slave-girls near

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

d2fb8fb

If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange And be all to me?

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

b40fc35

And then people ask me what I mean in [words torn out]. I hope you were among the six who understood or half understood my 'Poet's Vow' -- that is, if you read it at all. Uncle Hedley made a long pause at the first part. But I have been reading, too, Sheridan Knowles's play of the 'Wreckers.' It is full of passion and pathos, and made me shed a great many tears.