Sonnet 11 And therefore if to love can be desert Poem
………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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And therefore if to love can be desert,
I am not all unworthy.
Cheeks as pale
As these you see, and trembling knees that fail
To bear the burden of a heavy heart,?
This weary minstrel-life that once was girt
To climb Aornus, and can scarce avail
To pipe now ‘gainst the valley nightingale
A melancholy music,?why advert
To these things? O Beloved, it is plain
I am not of thy worth nor for thy place!
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,?
To bless thee, yet renounce thee to thy face.
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