Poems about Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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Two Kisses

a sonnet for the beloved.

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Sonnet 43 - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

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Sonnet 14 - If thou must love me, let it be for nought by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

If thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say

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Sonnet 12 - Indeed this very love which is my boast by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Indeed this very love which is my boast, And which, when rising up from breast to brow,

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Sonnet 20 - Beloved, my Beloved, when I think by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Beloved, my Beloved, when I think That thou wast in the world a year ago,

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The Weakest Thing by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Which is the weakest thing of all Mine heart can ponder?

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Sonnet 44 - Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers Plucked in the garden, all the summer through

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"How Do I Love Thee?" by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

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Sonnet 36 - When we met first and loved, I did not build by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

When we met first and loved, I did not build Upon the event with marble. Could it mean

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