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Elizabeth Barrett Browning quotes about tears

English Poet March 6, 1806 – June 29, 1861

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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height. My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight. For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's. Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. 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... Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browning quote: "Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall..."
Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. Elizabeth Barrett Browning
What we call Life is a condition of the soul. And the soul must improve in happiness and wisdom, except by its own fault. These tears in our eyes, these faintings of the flesh, will not hinder such improvement. Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I saw, in gradual vision through my tears, The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, Those of my own life, who by turns had flung. A shadow across me. Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Unlike we are, unlike, O princely Heart! Unlike our uses and our destinies... Thou, bethink thee, art. A guest for queens to social pageantries, With gages from a hundred brighter eyes. Than tears even can make mine... What hast though to do With looking from the lattice-lights at me, A poor, tired, wandering singer... Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres. Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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