Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Let no one till his death be called unhappy. Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor read more

Let no one till his death be called unhappy. Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor done.

I worked with patience which means almost power.

I worked with patience which means almost power.

How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
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How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
Pleasures to make room for more--
Sleeping near the withered nosegay which he pulled the day
before.

You smell a rose through a fence:
If two should smell it, what matter?

You smell a rose through a fence:
If two should smell it, what matter?

And I must bear
What is ordained with patience, being aware
Necessity doth front the universe
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And I must bear
What is ordained with patience, being aware
Necessity doth front the universe
With an invincible gesture.