Maxioms by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Eyes of gentianellas azure,
Staring, winking at the skies.
Eyes of gentianellas azure,
Staring, winking at the skies.
There's not a crime
But takes its proper change out still in crime
If once rung on read more
There's not a crime
But takes its proper change out still in crime
If once rung on the counter of this world.
The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise,
I barter for curl upon that mart.
The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise,
I barter for curl upon that mart.
And a breastplate made of daisies,
Closely fitting, leaf on leaf,
Periwinkles interlaced
Drawn read more
And a breastplate made of daisies,
Closely fitting, leaf on leaf,
Periwinkles interlaced
Drawn for belt about the waist;
While the brown bees, humming praises,
Shot their arrows round the chief.
Since when was genius found respectable?
Since when was genius found respectable?