Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Aurora Leigh (1856)

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Let us be content in work
To do the thing we can, and not presume
To fret because it's little.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Men do not think
Of sons and daughters, when they fall in love.

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It made him easier to be pitiful,
And sighing was his gift.

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That he, in his developed manhood, stood
A little sunburnt by the glare of life;
While I.. it seemed no sun had shone on me.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Men get opinions as boys learn to spell,
By reiteration chiefly.

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Whoso loves
Believes the impossible.

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Nay, if there's room for poets in the world
A little overgrown, (I think there is)
Their sole work is to represent the age,
Their age, not Charlemagne's, — this live, throbbing age,
That brawls, cheats, maddens, calculates, aspires,
And spends more passion, more heroic heat,
Betwixt the mirrors of its drawing-rooms,
Than Roland with his knights, at Roncesvalles.

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Whoever lives true life will love true love.

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I felt so young, so strong, so sure of God!

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We have hearts within,
Warm, live, improvident, indecent hearts.

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For say a foolish thing but oft enough…
…the same thing
Shall pass at last for absolutely wise,
And not with fools exclusively.

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Man, the two-fold creature, apprehends
The two-fold manner, in and outwardly,
And nothing in the world comes single to him.
A mere itself, — cup, column, or candlestick,
All patterns of what shall be in the Mount;
The whole temporal show related royally,
And build up to eterne significance
Through the open arms of God.

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The growing drama has outgrown such toys
Of simulated stature, face, and speech:
It also peradventure may outgrow
The simulation of the painted scene,
Boards, actors, prompters, gaslight, and costume,
And take for a worthier stage the soul itself,
Its shifting fancies and celestial lights,
With all its grand orchestral silences
To keep the pauses of its rhythmic sounds.

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We get no good
By being ungenerous, even to a book,
And calculating profits, — so much help
By so much reading. It is rather when
We gloriously forget ourselves and plunge
Soul-forward, headlong, into a book's profound,
Impassioned for its beauty and salt of truth —
'T is then we get the right good from a book.

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What is art,
But life upon the larger scale, the higher.

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Every age,
Through being beheld too close, is ill-discerned
By those who have not lived past it.

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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't.

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What form is best for poems? Let me think
Of forms less, and the external. Trust the spirit...
Keep up the fire,
And leave the generous flames to shape themselves.

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And Camelot to minstrels seemed as flat
As Fleet Street to our poets.

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He wrapt his little daughter in his large
Man's doublet, careless did it fit or no.

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Trade is art, and art's philosophy,
In Paris.

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This race is never grateful: from the first, One fills their cup at supper with pure wine, Which back they give at cross-time on a sponge, In bitter vinegar.

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Dreams of doing good
For good-for-nothing people.

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I did some excellent things indifferently,
Some bad things excellently. Both were praised,
The latter loudest.

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The devil's most devilish when respectable.

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I do distrust the poet who discerns
No character or glory in his times.

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