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  1. Há 3 dias · XVIII. I never gave a lock of hair away. To a man, Dearest, except this to thee, Which now upon my fingers thoughtfully, I ring out to the full brown length and say. 'Take it.'. My day of youth went yesterday; My hair no longer bounds to my foot's glee,

  2. Há 2 dias · 47. Sonnet Xi. 48. Xliii. 49. The Runaway Slave At Pilgrim's Point. 50. Sonnet Xxi: Say Over Again. Total 184 Love Poems by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

  3. Há 3 dias · A Year’s Spinning. 1. He listened at the porch that day, To hear the wheel go on, and on; And then it stopped, ran back away, While through the door he brought the sun: But now my spinning is all done. 2. He sat beside me, with an oath.

  4. Há 5 dias · I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love with a 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, -- I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

  5. Há 3 dias · O blissful Mouth which breathed the mournful breath. We name our souls, self-spoilt!-by that strong passion. Which paled Thee once with sighs,-by that strong death. Which made Thee once unbreathing-from the wrack. Themselves have called around them, call them back, Back to Thee in continuous aspiration! For here, O Lord,

  6. Há 3 dias · Robert Browning Quotes. Grow old along with me The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made Our times are in his hand who saith, A whole I planned, Youth shows but half trust God See all, nor be afraid. Grow old along with me the best is yet to be. I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists.

  7. Há 4 dias · Top 10 most used topics by Elizabeth Barrett Browning I Love You 184 Love 184 Sonnet 136 God 134 Heart 110 Life 106 Soul 98 Face 68 World 67 Death 65 Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes. Who so loves believes the impossible. Think, In mounting higher, The angels would press on us, and aspire To drop some golden orb of perfect song Into our deep ...