There Shakespeare, on whose forehead climb The crowns o' the world; oh, eyes sublime With tears and laughter for all time! Elizabeth Barrett Browning More Quotes by Elizabeth Barrett Browning More Quotes From Elizabeth Barrett Browning It is difficult to get rid of people when you once have given them too much pleasure. Elizabeth Barrett Browning hospitality too-much people Foolishness and criticism are so apt, do so naturally go together! Elizabeth Barrett Browning foolishness criticism together Many a crown Elizabeth Barrett Browning foreheads royalty crowns The soul hath snatched up mine all faint and weak,And placed it by thee on a golden throne,-- And that I love (O soul, we must be meek!)Is by thee only, whom I love alone. Elizabeth Barrett Browning thrones golden soul I, who thought to sink, was caught up into love, and taught the whole of life in a new rhythm. Elizabeth Barrett Browning rhythm caught taught Where Christ brings His cross He brings His presence; and where He is none are desolate, and there is no room for despair. Elizabeth Barrett Browning despair rooms christ O Death, O Beyond, Elizabeth Barrett Browning future sweet art The plague of gold strikes far and near. Elizabeth Barrett Browning plague strikes gold Mountain gorses, do ye teach us Elizabeth Barrett Browning mountain speak men God keeps a niche Elizabeth Barrett Browning kissing dust light The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental. Elizabeth Barrett Browning genius might memories Tis aye a solemn thing to me Elizabeth Barrett Browning sleep lying looks Nor myrtle--which means chiefly love: and love Elizabeth Barrett Browning morning love-is mean I work with patience, which is almost power. Elizabeth Barrett Browning patience O Earth, so full of dreary noises! Elizabeth Barrett Browning sleep death fall Yet how proud we are, Elizabeth Barrett Browning daring proud looks Large, musing eyes, neither joyous nor sorry. Elizabeth Barrett Browning joyous eye sorry A woman's pity sometimes makes her mad. Elizabeth Barrett Browning pity mad sometimes Through heaven and earth Elizabeth Barrett Browning wall angel moving For me, my heart, that erst did go Elizabeth Barrett Browning tired heart children
