WIST Quotations

Browning, Elizabeth Barrett -- “A Court Lady,” st. 20 (1859)

Dave — Wed, 02 Jan 2008 12:38:44 +0000

Happy are all free peoples, too strong to be dispossessed.
But blessed are those among nations who dare to be strong for the rest!

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) English poet
“A Court Lady,” st. 20 (1859)

Browning, Elizabeth Barrett -- “Aurora Leigh” (1857)

Dave — Fri, 21 Mar 2014 12:56:20 +0000

The devil’s most devilish when respectable.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) English poet
“Aurora Leigh” (1857)

Browning, Elizabeth Barrett -- “De Profundis,” # 23 (1840)

Dave — Wed, 08 Mar 2023 15:05:36 +0000

I praise Thee while my days go on;
I love Thee while my days go on!
Through dark and dearth, through fire and frost,
With emptied arms and treasure lost,
I thank Thee while my days go on.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) English poet
“De Profundis,” # 23 (1840)
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Browning, Elizabeth Barrett -- “The Lady’s ‘Yes'”, st. 1 (1844)

Dave — Thu, 02 May 2013 13:27:10 +0000

‘Yes,’ I answered you last night;
‘No,’ this morning, sir, I say.
Colors seen by candle-light,
Will not look the same by day.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) English poet
“The Lady’s ‘Yes'”, st. 1 (1844)

Browning, Elizabeth Barrett -- Aurora Leigh, Bk. II (1856)

Dave — Mon, 10 Dec 2007 12:48:59 +0000

God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers,
And thrusts the thing we have prayed for in our face,
A gauntlet with a gift in it.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) English poet
Aurora Leigh, Bk. II (1856)

Browning, Elizabeth Barrett -- Aurora Leigh, Bk. VI (1857)

Dave — Sun, 01 Feb 2004 16:00:00 +0000

Men get opinions as boys learn to spell: by reiteration chiefly.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) English poet
Aurora Leigh, Bk. VI (1857)

Browning, Elizabeth Barrett -- Aurora Leigh, Book 1, ll. 210–211 (1856)

Dave — Wed, 18 Oct 2023 14:52:44 +0000

Life, struck sharp on death,
Makes awful lightning.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) English poet
Aurora Leigh, Book 1, ll. 210–211 (1856)
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Browning, Elizabeth Barrett -- Sonnets from the Portuguese, #43 (1850)

Dave — Wed, 04 Aug 2021 05:11:40 +0000

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 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 (1806-1861) English poet
Sonnets from the Portuguese, #43 (1850)
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Browning, Elizabeth Barrett -- Letter to Robert Browning (1845-09-16)

Dave — Wed, 10 May 2023 18:05:42 +0000

And is it not the chief good of money, the being free from the need of thinking of it?

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) English poet
Letter to Robert Browning (1845-09-16)
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