Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Very whitely still
The lilies of our lives may reassure
Their blossoms from their roots, accessible
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Very whitely still
The lilies of our lives may reassure
Their blossoms from their roots, accessible
Alone to heavenly dews that drop not fewer;
Growing straight out of man's reach, on the hill.
God only, who made us rich, can make us poor.

Pansies for ladies all--(I wis
That none who wear such brooches miss
A jewel in the mirror).

Pansies for ladies all--(I wis
That none who wear such brooches miss
A jewel in the mirror).

If thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love read more

If thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say, I love her for her smile . . . her look . . . her way Of speaking gently . . . for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and, certes, brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day- For these things in themselves, Beloved, may be changed, or change for thee- and love so wrought, May be unwrought so.

A white rosebud for a guerdon.

A white rosebud for a guerdon.

The devil's most devilish when respectable.

The devil's most devilish when respectable.