Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Our hands would touch for all the mountain-bars: And, heaven being rolled between us at the end, We should but vow the faster for the stars, Gods Universe, Elizabeth Barrett Browning

A Child Asleep
A Curse for a Nation
A Dead Rose
A Mans Requirements
A musical Instrument
A Sea-Side Walk
A Thought For A Lonely Death Bed
A Woman's Shortcomings
A Year's Spinning
Adequacy
An Apprehension
And Wilt Thou Have Me
Aurora Leigh - Book One
Change Upon Change
Cheerfulness Taught by Reason
Chorus of Eden Spirits
Comfort
Consolation
Cry Of The Children
De Profundis
Discontent
Exaggeration
Flush or Faunus
Futurity
God’s Universe
Grief
Human Life's Mystery
Insufficiency
Irreparableness
Living Beloveds
Lord Walter's Wife
Lost Mistress
Love
Meeting at Night
Minstrelsy
Mother and Poet
My Heart and I
On A Portrait Of Wordsworth
Only a Curl
Pain In Pleasure
Patience Taught by Nature
Perplexed Music
Rosalind's Scroll
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear
Sonnets from the Portuguese - A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne
Sonnets from the Portuguese - And therefore if to love can be desert
Sonnets from the Portuguese - And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
Sonnets from the Portuguese - And yet, because thou overcomest so
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Beloved, my Beloved, when I think
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Bianca Among the Nightingales
Sonnets from the Portuguese - But only three in all God's universe
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Can it be right to give what I can give?
Sonnets from the Portuguese - First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand
Sonnets from the Portuguese - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways
Sonnets from the Portuguese - If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange
Sonnets from the Portuguese -If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Sonnets from the Portuguese - I lift my heavy heart up solemnly
Sonnets from the Portuguese - I lived with visions
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Indeed this very love which is my boast
Sonnets from the Portuguese - I never gave a lock of hair away
Sonnets from the Portuguese - I see thine image through my tears tonight
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead
Sonnets from the Portuguese - I thank all who have loved me in their hearts
Sonnets from the Portuguese - I think of thee!-My thoughts do twine and bud
Sonnets from the Portuguese - I thought once how Theocritus had sung
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Let the world's sharpness, like a clasping knife
Sonnets from the Portuguese - My future will not copy fair my past
Sonnets from the Portuguese - My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!
Sonnets from the Portuguese - My own Beloved, who hast lifted me
Sonnets from the Portuguese - My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Say over again, and yet once over again
Sonnets from the Portuguese - The face of all the world is changed, I think
Sonnets from the Portuguese - The first time that the sun rose on thine oath
Sonnets from the Portuguese - The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Thou comest! all is said without a word
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!
Sonnets from the Portuguese - What can I give thee back, O liberal
Sonnets from the Portuguese - When our two souls stand up erect and strong
Sonnets from the Portuguese - When we met first and loved, I did not build
Sonnets from the Portuguese - With the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear
Sonnets from the Portuguese - Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed
Substitution
Tears
The Autumn
The Best Thing in the World
The Cry of the Children
The Deserted Garden
The House Of Clouds
The Lady's Yes
The Landing Of The Pilgrim Fathers
The Look
The Meaning Of The Look
The Poet And The Bird
The Prisoner
The Runaway Slave at Pilgrim's Point
The Seraph and the Poet
The Sleep
The Soul’s Expression
The Sweetness Of England
The Two Sayings
The Weakest Thing
To Flush, My Dog
To George Sand: A Desire
Work And Contemplation


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