Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sonnet 29 I think of thee my thoughts do twine and bud Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ I think of thee!?my thoughts do twine and budAbout thee, as wild vines, about a tree,Put out broad leaves, and soon there ‘s nought to seeExcept the straggling green which hides the wood. Yet, O my palm-tree, … Read more…

Sonnet 30 I see thine image through my tears to night Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ I see thine image through my tears to-night,And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. HowRefer the cause??Beloved, is it thouOr I, who makes me sad? The acolyteAmid the chanted joy and thankful riteMay so fall flat, with pale … Read more…

Sonnet 31 Thou comest all is said without a word Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ Thou comest! all is said without a word. I sit beneath thy looks, as children doIn the noon-sun, with souls that tremble throughTheir happy eyelids from an unaverredYet prodigal inward joy. Behold, I erredIn that last doubt! and yet … Read more…

Sonnet 32 The first time that the sun rose on thine oath Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ The first time that the sun rose on thine oathTo love me, I looked forward to the moonTo slacken all those bonds which seemed too soonAnd quickly tied to make a lasting troth. Quick-loving hearts, I thought, … Read more…

Sonnet 34 With the same heart I said Ill answer thee Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ With the same heart, I said, I’ll answer theeAs 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 hastilyI dropped … Read more…

Sonnet 35 If I leave all for thee wilt thou exchange Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchangeAnd be all to me? Shall I never missHome-talk and blessing and the common kissThat comes to each in turn, nor count it strange,When I look up, to drop on … Read more…

Sonnet 36 When we met first and loved I did not build Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ When we met first and loved, I did not buildUpon the event with marble. Could it meanTo last, a love set pendulous betweenSorrow and sorrow? Nay, I rather thrilled,Distrusting every light that seemed to gildThe onward path, … Read more…

Sonnet 37 Pardon oh pardon that my soul should make Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make,Of all that strong divineness which I knowFor thine and thee, an image only soFormed of the sand, and fit to shift and break. It is that distant years which did not … Read more…

Sonnet 38 First time he kissed me he but only kissed Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ First time he kissed me, he but only kissedThe 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 amethystI … Read more…

Sonnet 39 Because thou hast the power and ownst the grace Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ Because thou hast the power and own’st the graceTo look through and behind this mask of me(Against which years have beat thus blanchinglyWith their rains), and behold my soul’s true face,The dim and weary witness of life’s race,?Because … Read more…