Poems By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Poems By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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All was best as it befell. If I say he did me harm, I speak wild, — I am not well. All his words were kind and good — He esteemed rue! Only, blood Runs so faint in womanhood !
XXIV Then I alwaj^s was too grave, — Liked the saddest ballad sung, — With that look, besides, we have In our faces, who die young.
I had died. Dear, all the same ; Life's long, joyous, jostling game Is too loud for my meek shame. I86 BERTHA IN THE LANE We are so unlike each other, Thou and I, that none could guess We wer...e children of one mother, But for mutual tenderness.
Thou art rose-lined from the cold, And meant, verily, to hold Life's pure pleasures manifold.
XXVI I am pale as crocus grows Close beside a rose-tree's root ; Whosoe'er would reach the rose, Treads the crocus underfoot.
/, like May-bloom on thorn-tree — Thou, like merry summer-bee !
Fit, that I be plucked for thee.
XXVII Yet who plucks me? — no one mourns, I have lived my season out, And now die of my own thorns Which I could not live without.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
All was best as it befell. If I say he did me harm, I speak wild, — I am not well. All his words were kind and good — He esteemed rue! Only, blood Runs so faint in womanhood !
XXIV Then I alwaj^s was too grave, — Liked the saddest ballad sung, — With that look, besides, we have In our faces, who die young.
I had died. Dear, all the same ; Life's long, joyous, jostling game Is too loud for my meek shame. I86 BERTHA IN THE LANE We are so unlike each other, Thou and I, that none could guess We wer...e children of one mother, But for mutual tenderness.
Thou art rose-lined from the cold, And meant, verily, to hold Life's pure pleasures manifold.
XXVI I am pale as crocus grows Close beside a rose-tree's root ; Whosoe'er would reach the rose, Treads the crocus underfoot.
/, like May-bloom on thorn-tree — Thou, like merry summer-bee !
Fit, that I be plucked for thee.
XXVII Yet who plucks me? — no one mourns, I have lived my season out, And now die of my own thorns Which I could not live without.
What to read after Poems By Elizabeth Barrett Browning?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Kenyon to read onlineMoreLess
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