With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature. Elizabeth Barrett Browning More Quotes by Elizabeth Barrett Browning More Quotes From Elizabeth Barrett Browning Some people always sigh in thanking God. Elizabeth Barrett Browning gratitude thank-god people Men get opinions as boys learn to spell by reiteration chiefly. Elizabeth Barrett Browning opinion men boys A good neighbor sometimes cuts your morning up to mince-meat of the very smallest talk, then helps to sugar her bohea at night with your reputation. Elizabeth Barrett Browning cutting morning funny But since he had The genius to be loved, why let him have The justice to be honoured in his grave. Elizabeth Barrett Browning genius justice love What frightens me is that men are content with what is not life at all. Elizabeth Barrett Browning men life The sweetest lives are those to duty wed, Whose deeds, both great and small Are close-knot strands of an unbroken thread There love ennobles all. The world may sound no trumpets, ring no bells The book of life the shining record tells. Thy love shall chant its own beatitudes After its own life-workings. 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 serve thyself by every sense, Of service which thou renderest. Elizabeth Barrett Browning strong love life They say that God lives very high! But if you look above the pines You cannot see our God. And why? And if you dig down in the mines You never see Him in the gold, Though from Him all that's glory shines. God is so good, He wears a fold Of heaven and earth across His face - Like secrets kept, for love, untold. But still I feel that His embrace Slides down by thrills, through all things made, Through sight and sound of every place: As if my tender brother laid On my shut lids, her kisses' pressure, Half waking me at night; and said, "Who kissed through the dark, dear guesser?" Elizabeth Barrett Browning brother dark life But love me for love's sake, that evermore Elizabeth Barrett Browning friendship-love sake may And that dismal cry rose slowly And sank slowly through the air, Full of spirit's melancholy And eternity's despair; And they heard the words it said,- "Pan is dead! great Pan is dead! Pan, Pan is dead!" Elizabeth Barrett Browning spirit air rose For 'Tis not in mere death that men die most. Elizabeth Barrett Browning dying men death Experience, like a pale musician, holds a dulcimer of patience in his hand. Elizabeth Barrett Browning musician music hands I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless. Elizabeth Barrett Browning hopelessness hopeless grief Neither love me for Elizabeth Barrett Browning famous-love comfort long The beautiful seems right by force of beauty and the feeble wrong because of weakness. Elizabeth Barrett Browning memorable beautiful beauty For frequent tears have run; The colours from my life. Elizabeth Barrett Browning tears suffering running 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 veins, distorted joints, Or beautiful new cases of curved spine; While we, we are shocked at nature's falling off, We dare to shrink back from her warts and blains. Elizabeth Barrett Browning health beautiful fall Books succeed; and lives fail. Elizabeth Barrett Browning succeed reading book Earth's crammed with Heaven. Elizabeth Barrett Browning earth faith heaven "There is no God," the foolish saith, But none, "There is no sorrow." And nature oft the cry of faith In bitter need will borrow: Eyes which the preacher could not school, By wayside graves are raised; And lips say, "God be pitiful," Who ne'er said, "God be praised." Elizabeth Barrett Browning sorrow eye school A man may love a woman perfectly, and yet by no means ignorantly maintain a thousand women have not larger eyes. Enough that she alone has looked at him with eyes that, large or small, have won his soul. Elizabeth Barrett Browning eye men mean
