Prometheus Bound, and Other Poems: Including Sonnets from the Portuguese, Casa Guidi Windows, Etc |
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angels answer bear beauty Behold beneath beside better breath brow called child Chorus church curse dare dark dead dear death deep dost doth dream drop earth ends eyes face fair fall fear feet fire Florence flowers give glory God's gods grave grief grow hand hast head hear heart heaven hold holy hope Italy keep king kiss land leave light live look man's mortals nature never night once pale pass poor Prometheus prove pure rose round sight silence sing smile song soul sound speak stand stars stone straight Strength strikes strong sweet tears thee thine things thou thou hast thought touch true truth turn voice wait wilt wind wrong Zeus
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Page 163 - Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints.
Page 156 - My letters ! all dead paper, mute and white ! And yet they seem alive and quivering Against my tremulous hands which loose the string And let them drop down on my knee to-night, This said, — he wished to have me in his sight Once, as a friend: this fixed a...
Page 125 - Unless you can muse in a crowd all day On the absent face that fixed you; Unless you can love, as the angels may, With the breadth of heaven betwixt you; Unless you can dream that his faith is fast, Through behoving and unbehoving; Unless you can die when the dream is past — Oh, never call it loving!
Page 152 - a cuckoo-song," as thou dost treat it, Remember never to the hill or plain, Valley and wood, without her cuckoo-strain, Comes the fresh Spring in all her green completed ! Beloved, I, amid the darkness greeted By a doubtful spirit-voice, in that doubt's pain Cry . . speak once more . . thou lovest...
Page 155 - Mr own Beloved, who hast lifted me From this drear flat of earth where I was thrown, And in betwixt the languid ringlets, blown A life-breath, till the forehead hopefully Shines out again, as all the angels see, Before thy saving kiss ! My own, my own, Who earnest to me when the world was gone, And I who looked for only God, found thee!
Page 128 - Love me in thy gorgeous airs, When the world has crowned thee; Love me, kneeling at thy prayers, With the angels round thee.
Page 115 - ... lives very high ! But if you look above the pines You cannot see our God. And why ? And if you dig down in the mines You never see Him in the gold, Though from Him all that's glory shines. God is so good, He wears a fold Of heaven and earth across His face — Like secrets kept, for love, untold. But still I feel that His embrace Slides down by thrills, through all things made, Through sight and sound of every place : As if my tender mother laid On my shut lids, her kisses' pressure, Half- waking...
Page 167 - Neath Casa Guidi windows, by the church, O bella liberta, O bella ! stringing The same words still on notes he went in search So high for, you concluded the upspringing Of such a nimble bird to sky from perch Must leave the whole bush in a tremble green, And that the heart of Italy must beat, While such a voice had leave to rise serene 'Twixt...
Page 144 - I LIFT my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, And looking in thine eyes, I overturn The ashes at thy feet. Behold and see What a great heap of grief lay hid in me, And how the red wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen grayness.
Page 145 - Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore Alone upon the threshold of my door Of individual life, I shall command The uses of my soul, nor lift my hand Serenely in the sunshine as before.
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| Title | Prometheus Bound, and Other Poems: Including Sonnets from the Portuguese, Casa Guidi Windows, Etc |
| Author | Elizabeth Barrett Browning |
| Publisher | C. S. Francis, 1851 |
| Original from | the New York Public Library |
| Digitized | 13 Dec 2006 |
| Length | 234 pages |
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