But so fair, She takes the breath of men away Who gaze upon her unaware. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Men get opinions as boys learn to spell by reiteration chiefly. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Free men freely work: Whoever fears God, fears to sit at ease. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
What frightens me is that men are content with what is not life at all. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
When the dust of death has choked a great man's voice, the common words he said turn oracles, the common thoughts he… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Unless you can feel when the song is done No other is sweet in its rhythm; Unless you can feel when left… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The man, most man, Works best for men, and, if most men indeed, He gets his manhood plainest from his soul: While,… — 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… — 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
Yet half the beast is the great god Pan, To laugh, as he sits by the river, Making a poet out of… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless; That only men incredulous of despair, half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air beat upward… — 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
O Earth, so full of dreary noises! O men, with wailing in your voices! O delved gold, the wader's heap! O strife,… — 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
A great man leaves clean work behind him, and requires no sweeper up of the chips. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
The man, most man, works best for men: and, if most man indeed, he gets his manhood plainest from his soul. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
But I love you, sir: And when a woman says she loves a man, The man must hear her, though he love… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
All actual heroes are essential men, And all men possible heroes. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Many a fervid man writes books as cold and flat as graveyard stones. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
And Marlowe, Webster, Fletcher, Ben, Whose fire-hearts sowed our furrows when The world was worthy of such men. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
Mountain gorses, do ye teach us . . . . That the wisest word man reaches Is the humblest he can speak? — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
How joyously the young sea-mew Lay dreaming on the waters blue, Whereon our little bark had thrown A little shade, the only… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
You believe In God, for your part?--that He who makes Can make good things from ill things, best from worst, As men… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
A child's kiss Set on thy sighing lips shall make thee glad; A poor man served by thee shall make thee rich;… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning Copy Share Image
A woman cannot do the thing she ought, which means whatever perfect thing she can, in life, in art, in science, but… — 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
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
