Sonnet 33 – Yes call me by my pet-name! let me hear | Poem by my pet-name! let me hear | Famous Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear
The name I used to run at, when a child,
From innocent play, and leave the cowslips piled,
To glance up in some face that proved me dear
With the look of its eyes.
I miss the clear
Fond voices which, being drawn and reconciled
Into the music of Heaven’s undefiled,
Call me no longer.
Silence on the bier,
While I call God?call God!?So let thy mouth
Be heir to those who are now exanimate.

Gather the north flowers to complete the south,
And catch the early love up in the late.

Yes, call me by that name,?and I, in truth,
With the same heart, will answer and not wait.

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Sonnet 34 – With the same heart I said Ill answer thee | Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 34 With the same heart I said Ill answer thee Poem 

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With the same heart, I said, I’ll answer thee
As those, when thou shalt call me by my name?
Lo, the vain promise! is the same, the same,
Perplexed and ruffled by life’s strategy?
When called before, I told how hastily
I dropped my flowers or brake off from a game,
To run and answer with the smile that came
At play last moment, and went on with me
Through my obedience.
When I answer now,
I drop a grave thought, break from solitude;
Yet still my heart goes to thee?ponder how?
Not as to a single good, but all my good!
Lay thy hand on it, best one, and allow
That no child’s foot could run fast as this blood.

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Sonnet 35 – If I leave all for thee wilt thou exchange | Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 35 If I leave all for thee wilt thou exchange Poem 

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If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange
And be all to me? Shall I never miss
Home-talk and blessing and the common kiss
That comes to each in turn, nor count it strange,
When I look up, to drop on a new range
Of walls and floors, another home than this?
Nay, wilt thou fill that place by me which is
Filled by dead eyes too tender to know change?
That ‘s hardest.
If to conquer love, has tried,
To conquer grief, tries more, as all things prove;
For grief indeed is love and grief beside.

Alas, I have grieved sol am hard to love.

Yet love me?wilt thou? Open thine heart wide,
And fold within the wet wings of thy dove.

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Sonnet 36 – When we met first and loved I did not build | Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 36 When we met first and loved I did not build Poem 

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When we met first and loved, I did not build
Upon the event with marble.
Could it mean
To last, a love set pendulous between
Sorrow and sorrow? Nay, I rather thrilled,
Distrusting every light that seemed to gild
The onward path, and feared to overlean
A finger even.
And, though I have grown serene
And strong since then, I think that God has willed
A still renewable fear .
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O love, O troth .
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Lest these enclasped hands should never hold,
This mutual kiss drop down between us both
As an unowned thing, once the lips being cold.

And Love, be false! if he, to keep one oath,
Must lose one joy, by his life’s star foretold.

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Sonnet 37 – Pardon oh pardon that my soul should make | Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 37 Pardon oh pardon that my soul should make Poem 

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Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make,
Of all that strong divineness which I know
For thine and thee, an image only so
Formed of the sand, and fit to shift and break.

It is that distant years which did not take
Thy sovranty, recoiling with a blow,
Have forced my swimming brain to undergo
Their doubt and dread, and blindly to forsake
Thy purity of likeness and distort
Thy worthiest love to a worthless counterfeit:
As if a shipwrecked Pagan, safe in port,
His guardian sea-god to commemorate,
Should set a sculptured porpoise, gills a-snort
And vibrant tail, within the temple-gate.

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Sonnet 38 – First time he kissed me he but only kissed | Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 38 First time he kissed me he but only kissed Poem 

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First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
The fingers of this hand wherewith I write;
And ever since, it grew more clean and white,
Slow to world-greetings, quick with its ‘Oh, list,’
When the angels speak.
A ring of amethyst
I could not wear here, plainer to my sight,
Than that first kiss.
The second passed in height
The first, and sought the forehead, and half missed,
Half falling on the hair.
O beyond meed!
That was the chrism of love, which love’s own crown,
With sanctifying sweetness, did precede.

The third upon my lips was folded down
In perfect, purple state; since when, indeed,
I have been proud and said, ‘My love, my own.

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Sonnet 39 – Because thou hast the power and ownst the grace | Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 39 Because thou hast the power and ownst the grace Poem 

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Because thou hast the power and own’st the grace
To look through and behind this mask of me
(Against which years have beat thus blanchingly
With their rains), and behold my soul’s true face,
The dim and weary witness of life’s race,?
Because thou hast the faith and love to see,
Through that same soul’s distracting lethargy,
The patient angel waiting for a place
In the new Heavens,?because nor sin nor woe,
Nor God’s infliction, nor death’s neighborhood,
Nor all which others viewing, turn to go,
Nor all which makes me tired of all, self-viewed,?
Nothing repels thee, .
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Dearest, teach me so
To pour out gratitude, as thou dost, good!

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Sonnet 40 – Oh yes! they love through all this world of ours! | Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 40 Oh yes they love through all this world of ours Poem 

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Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours!
I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth.

I have heard love talked in my early youth,
And since, not so long back but that the flowers
Then gathered, smell still.
Mussulmans and Giaours
Throw kerchiefs at a smile, and have no ruth
For any weeping.
Polypheme’s white tooth
Slips on the nut if, after frequent showers,
The shell is over-smooth,?and not so much
Will turn the thing called love, aside to hate
Or else to oblivion.
But thou art not such
A lover, my Beloved! thou canst wait
Through sorrow and sickness, to bring souls to touch,
And think it soon when others cry ‘Too late.

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Sonnet 41 – I thank all who have loved me in their hearts | Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 41 I thank all who have loved me in their hearts Poem 

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I thank all who have loved me in their hearts,
With thanks and love from mine.
Deep thanks to all
Who paused a little near the prison-wall
To hear my music in its louder parts
Ere they went onward, each one to the mart’s
Or temple’s occupation, beyond call.

But thou, who, in my voice’s sink and fall
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art’s
Own instrument didst drop down at thy foot
To hearken what I said between my tears, .
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Instruct me how to thank thee! Oh, to shoot
My soul’s full meaning into future years,
That they should lend it utterance, and salute
Love that endures, from Life that disappears!

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Sonnet 42 – My future will not copy fair my past | Poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 42 My future will not copy fair my past Poem 

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My future will not copy fair my past’?
I wrote that once; and thinking at my side
My ministering life-angel justified
The word by his appealing look upcast
To the white throne of God, I turned at last,
And there, instead, saw thee, not unallied
To angels in thy soul! Then I, long tried
By natural ills, received the comfort fast,
While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim’s staff
Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled.

I seek no copy now of life’s first half:
Leave here the pages with long musing curled,
And write me new my future’s epigraph,
New angel mine, unhoped for in the world!

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