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Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Poetry, by title

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  • How he sleepeth! having drunken
    Weary childhood's mandragore,
    60 lines, 1 comment
  • Prologue
    I heard an angel speak last night,
    121 lines, 5 comments
  • O Rose! who dares to name thee?
    No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet;
    32 lines, 9 comments
  • Love me Sweet, with all thou art,
    Feeling, thinking, seeing;
    75 lines, 19 comments
  • What was he doing, the great god Pan,
    Down in the reeds by the river?
    42 lines
  • We walked beside the sea,
    After a day which perished silently
    35 lines, 1 comment
  • If God compel thee to this destiny,
    To die alone, with none beside thy bed
    13 lines, 12 comments
  • She has laughed as softly as if she sighed,
    She has counted six, and over,
    40 lines, 4 comments
  • He listened at the porch that day,
    42 lines, 8 comments
  • NOW, by the verdure on thy thousand hills,
    Beloved England, doth the earth appear
    14 lines
  • IF all the gentlest-hearted friends I know
    Concentred in one heart their gentleness,
    14 lines
  • One eve it happened, when I sat alone,
    Alone, upon the terrace of my tower,
    1315 lines
  • Aurora Leigh, be humble. Shall I hope
    To speak my poems in mysterious tune
    1333 lines
  • They met still sooner. 'Twas a year from thence
    That Lucy Gresham, the sick sempstress girl,
    1275 lines
  • Even thus. I pause to write it out at length,
    The letter of the Lady Waldemar.
    990 lines
  • Of writing many books there is no end;
    And I who have written much in prose and verse
    1176 lines
  • "The woman's motive? shall we daub ourselves
    With finding roots for nettles? 'tis soft clay
    1353 lines
  • The English have a scornful insular way
    Of calling the French light. The levity
    1328 lines
  • "To-day thou girdest up thy loins thyself
    And goest where thou wouldest: presently
    1288 lines
  • Times followed one another. Came a morn
    I stood upon the brink of twenty years,
    1319 lines
  • The cypress stood up like a church
    That night we felt our love would hold,
    144 lines
  • Five months ago the stream did flow,
    The lilies bloomed within the sedge,
    22 lines
  • I THINK we are too ready with complaint
    In this fair world of God's. Had we no hope
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • HEARKEN, oh hearken! let your souls behind you
    Turn, gently moved!
    41 lines
  • SPEAK low to me, my Saviour, low and sweet
    From out the hallelujahs, sweet and low
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • All are not taken; there are left behind
    Living Belovèds, tender looks to bring
    14 lines
  • Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers,
                Ere the sorrow comes with years?
    171 lines
  • I
    The face, which, duly as the sun,
    144 lines
  • LIGHT human nature is too lightly tost
    And ruffled without cause, complaining on--
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • WE overstate the ills of life, and take
    Imagination (given us to bring down
    14 lines
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