But love me for love's sake, that evermore Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The least flower, with brimming cup, may stand and share its dew drop with another near. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Earth may embitter, not remove, The love divinely given; And e'en that mortal grief shall prove The immortality of love, And lead… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Very whitely still The lilies of our lives may reassure Their blossoms from their roots, accessible Alone to heavenly dews that drop… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Unless you can muse in a crowd all day On the absent face that fixed you; Unless you can love, as the… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Through heaven and earth God's will moves freely, and I follow it, As color follows light. He overflows The firmamental walls with… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
A man may love a woman perfectly, and yet by no means ignorantly maintain a thousand women have not larger eyes. Enough… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The growing drama has outgrown such toys Of simulated stature, face, and speech: It also peradventure may outgrow The simulation of the… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
We all have known good critics, who have stamped out poet's hopes; Good statesmen, who pulled ruin on the state; Good patriots,… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
An ignorance of means may minister to greatness, but an ignorance of aims make it impossible to be great at all. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
You may write twenty lines one day--or even three like Euripides in three days--and a hundred lines in one more day--and yet… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The sweetest lives are those to duty wed, Whose deeds, both great and small Are close-knot strands of an unbroken thread There… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
I f thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love her… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death;' to which I would add, 'Let no… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
“The face of all the world is changed, I think, Since first I heard the footsteps of they soul Move still, oh, still, beside… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Wall must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The flower-girl's prayer to buy roses and pinks, held out in the smoke, like stars by day. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
They say that God lives very high! But if you look above the pines You cannot see our God. And why? And if you… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Men of science, osteologists And surgeons, beat some poets, in respect For nature,-count nought common or unclean, Spend raptures upon perfect specimens Of indurated… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
