Elizabeth Barrett Browning ( 10 of 96 )
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.
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers,
Ere the sorrow comes with years?
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Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers,
Ere the sorrow comes with years?
They are leaning their young heads against their mothers,
And that cannot stop their tears.
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 music soars within the little lark,
And the lark soars.
The music soars within the little lark,
And the lark soars.
The world goes whispering to its own,
"This anguish pierces to the bone;"
And tender friends go read more
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.
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.).
He, in his developed manhood, stood, a little sunburn by the glare of life.
He, in his developed manhood, stood, a little sunburn by the glare of life.
A white rosebud for a guerdon.
A white rosebud for a guerdon.
