Elizabeth Barrett Browning ( 10 of 96 )
The music soars within the little lark,
And the lark soars.
The music soars within the little lark,
And the lark soars.
Red as a rose of Harpocrate.
Red as a rose of Harpocrate.
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.
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.
The world goes whispering to its own,
"This anguish pierces to the bone;"
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The world goes whispering to its own,
"This anguish pierces to the bone;"
And tender friends go sighing round,
"What love can ever cure this wound?"
My days go on, my days go on.
The flower-girl's prayer to buy roses and pinks,
Held out in the smoke, like stars by day.
The flower-girl's prayer to buy roses and pinks,
Held out in the smoke, like stars by day.
The man, most man, works best for men: and, if most man indeed, he gets his manhood plainest from his read more
The man, most man, works best for men: and, if most man indeed, he gets his manhood plainest from his soul.
"For if I wait," said she,
"Till time for roses be,--
For the moss-rose and the musk-rose,
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"For if I wait," said she,
"Till time for roses be,--
For the moss-rose and the musk-rose,
Maiden-blush and royal-dusk rose,--
"What glory then for me
In such a company?--
Roses plenty, roses plenty
And one nightingale for twenty?"
Beautiful.
(in reply to her husband who had asked how she felt moments before her death.).
Beautiful.
(in reply to her husband who had asked how she felt moments before her death.).
And there my little doves did sit
With feathers softly brown
And glittering eyes that showed their read more
And there my little doves did sit
With feathers softly brown
And glittering eyes that showed their right
To general Nature's deep delight.
