Poems, Volume 3J. Miller, 1864 |
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... dropped Their gingerbread for joy , —than shift the types For tolerable verse , intolerable To men who act and suffer . Better far , Pursue a frivolous trade by serious means , Than a sublime art frivolously . ' ' You , Choose nobler ...
... dropped Their gingerbread for joy , —than shift the types For tolerable verse , intolerable To men who act and suffer . Better far , Pursue a frivolous trade by serious means , Than a sublime art frivolously . ' ' You , Choose nobler ...
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... dropping on me from his high - eaved brow The full weight of his soul , - ' I ask for love , And that , she can ; for life in fellowship Through bitter duties - that , I know she can ; For wifehood .. will she ? ' ' Now , ' I said ...
... dropping on me from his high - eaved brow The full weight of his soul , - ' I ask for love , And that , she can ; for life in fellowship Through bitter duties - that , I know she can ; For wifehood .. will she ? ' ' Now , ' I said ...
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... if my heart were kept beneath a glass , And everybody stood , all eyes and ears , To see and hear it tick . I could not sit , Nor walk , nor take a book , nor lay it down , Nor sew on steadily , nor drop a stitch And 64 AURORA LEIGH .
... if my heart were kept beneath a glass , And everybody stood , all eyes and ears , To see and hear it tick . I could not sit , Nor walk , nor take a book , nor lay it down , Nor sew on steadily , nor drop a stitch And 64 AURORA LEIGH .
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Nor sew on steadily , nor drop a stitch And a sigh with it , but I felt her looks Still ... dropped in On morning visits , feeling a joint wrong , Smiled admonition , sate uneasily , And talked with measured ...
Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Nor sew on steadily , nor drop a stitch And a sigh with it , but I felt her looks Still ... dropped in On morning visits , feeling a joint wrong , Smiled admonition , sate uneasily , And talked with measured ...
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Poems: Complete ... Corrected by the Last London Ed, Volume 3 Elizabeth Barrett Browning Visualização integral - 1869 |
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Página 35 - ... gentle dimplement, (As if God's finger touched but did not press In making England) such an up and down Of verdure, — nothing too much up or down, A ripple of land; such little hills, the sky Can stoop to tenderly and the wheatfields climb; Such nooks of valleys lined with orchises, Fed full of noises by invisible streams; And open pastures where you scarcely tell White daisies from white dew, — at intervals The mythic oaks and elm-trees standing out Self-poised upon their prodigy of shade,...
Página 35 - And view the ground's most gentle dimplement (As if God's finger touched, but did not press In making England!), such an up and down Of verdure — nothing too much up or down, A ripple of land ; such little hills, the sky Can stoop to tenderly, and...
Página 2 - When scarcely I was four years old, my life A poor spark snatched up from a failing lamp Which went out therefore. She was weak and frail; She could not bear the joy of giving life, The mother's rapture slew her.
Página 163 - A little overgrown (I think there is), Their sole work is to represent the age, Their age, not Charlemagne's - this live, throbbing age, That brawls, cheats, maddens, calculates, aspires, And spends more passion, more heroic heat, Betwixt the mirrors of its drawing-rooms, Than Roland with his knights at Roncesvalles. To flinch from modern varnish, coat or flounce, Cry out for togas and the picturesque, Is fatal - foolish too.
Página 164 - Never flinch, But still, unscrupulously epic, catch Upon the burning lava of a song The full-veined, heaving, double-breasted Age . That, when the next shall come, the men of that May touch the impress with reverent hand, and say ' Behold, —behold the paps we all have sucked ! This bosom seems to beat still, or at least It sets ours beating : this is living art, Which thus presents and thus records true life.
Página 397 - shalt thou write My curse to-night. Because thou hast strength to see and hate A foul thing done within thy gate.' ' Not so,' I answered once again. ' To curse, choose men. For I, a woman, have only known How the heart melts and the tears run down.
Página 162 - An age of scum, spooned off the richer past, An age of patches for old gaberdines, An age of mere transition, meaning nought Except that what succeeds must shame it quite If God please. That's wrong thinking, to my mind, And wrong thoughts make poor poems. Every age, Through being beheld too close, is ill-discerned By those who have not lived past it.
Página 254 - I felt the wind soft from the land of souls ; The old miraculous mountains heaved in sight, One straining past another along the shore, The way of grand dull Odyssean ghosts Athirst to drink the cool blue wine of seas, And stare on voyagers. Peak pushing peak, They stood. I watched, beyond that Tyrian belt...
Página 239 - Which so, that she might clutch with both her hands, And chink to her naughty uses undisturbed, She served me (after all it was not strange : 'Twas only what my mother would have done) A motherly, right damnable good turn.