Whoever lives true life, will love true love. Elizabeth Barrett Browning More Quotes by Elizabeth Barrett Browning More Quotes From Elizabeth Barrett Browning And there my little doves did sit With feathers softly brown And glittering eyes that showed their right To general Nature's deep delight. Elizabeth Barrett Browning delight eye littles Most illogical Irrational nature of our womanhood, That blushes one way, feels another way, And prays, perhaps another! Elizabeth Barrett Browning women praying way The English have a scornful insular way Of calling the French light. Elizabeth Barrett Browning light calling way May the good God pardon all good men. Elizabeth Barrett Browning good-man may men A child's kiss Set on thy sighing lips shall make thee glad; A poor man served by thee shall make thee rich; A sick man helped by thee shall make thee strong; Thou shalt be served thyself by every sense Of service which thou renderest. Elizabeth Barrett Browning kissing strong children Of writing many books there is no end. Elizabeth Barrett Browning ends writing book Every age, Through being beheld too close, is ill-discerned By those who have not lived past it. Elizabeth Barrett Browning ill age past Let us be content to work To do the things we can, and not presume To fret because it's little. Elizabeth Barrett Browning work littles Happy are all free peoples, too strong to be dispossessed. But blessed are those among nations who dare to be strong for the rest! Elizabeth Barrett Browning dare strong blessed We get no good By being ungenerous, even to a book, And calculating profits--so much help By so much reading. It is rather when We gloriously forget ourselves, and plunge Soul-forward, headlong, into a book's profound, Impassioned for its beauty, and salt of truth-- 'Tis then we get the right good from a book. Elizabeth Barrett Browning reading profound book The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart. Elizabeth Barrett Browning curls business soul For poets (bear the word) Half-poets even, are still whole democrats. Elizabeth Barrett Browning democracy half bears Life treads on life, and heart on heart; We press too close in church and mart To keep a dream or grave apart. Elizabeth Barrett Browning destiny dream heart Quick-loving hearts ... may quickly loathe. Elizabeth Barrett Browning loathe heart may She lived, we'll say, A harmless life, she called a virtuous life, A quiet life, which was not life at all (But that she had not lived enough to know) Elizabeth Barrett Browning virtuous enough quiet What we call Life is a condition of the soul. And the soul must improve in happiness and wisdom, except by its own fault. These tears in our eyes, these faintings of the flesh, will not hinder such improvement. Elizabeth Barrett Browning tears eye soul Behold me! I am worthy Elizabeth Barrett Browning thee worthy life Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres. Elizabeth Barrett Browning touching tears rose OF writing many books there is no end; And I who have written much in prose and verse For others' uses, will write now for mine,- Will write my story for my better self, As when you paint your portrait for a friend, Who keeps it in a drawer and looks at it Long after he has ceased to love you, just To hold together what he was and is. Elizabeth Barrett Browning love-you writing book I would build a cloudy House For my thoughts to live in; When for earth too fancy-loose And too low for Heaven! Hush! I talk my dream aloud - I build it bright to see, - I build it on the moonlit cloud, To which I looked with thee. Elizabeth Barrett Browning dream house clouds
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