Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Sweet Quotes

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And we talk'd — oh, how we talk'd! her voice so cadenc'd in the talking,
Made another singing — of the soul! a music without bars —
While the leafy sounds of woodlands, humming round where we were walking,
Brought interposition worthy — sweet, — as skies about the stars,
And she spake such good thoughts natural, as if she always thought them.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Love me sweet With all thou art Feeling, thinking, seeing; Love me in the Lightest part, Love me in full Being.

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

Speak low to me, my Saviour, low and sweet,
From out the hallelujahs, sweet and low,
Lest I should fear, and fall, and miss Thee so,
Who art not missed by any that entreat.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

O rose, who dares to name thee?
No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet,
But pale, and hard, and dry, as stubblewheat,
Kept seven years in a drawer, thy titles shame thee.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sweet verbena which, being brushed against, Will hold us three hours after by the smell In spite of long walks on the windy hills.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning