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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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A Musical Instrument by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

What was he doing, the great god Pan, Down in the reeds by the river?

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Grief by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I tell you hopeless grief is passionless, That only men incredulous of despair,

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To Flush, My Dog by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Yet, my pretty sportive friend, Little is't to such an end

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Sonnet 22 - When our two souls stand up erect and strong by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

When our two souls stand up erect and strong, Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher,

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A Year's Spinning by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

1 He listened at the porch that day,

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The Best Thing In The World by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

What's the best thing in the world? June-rose, by May-dew impearled;

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Sonnet 38 - First time he kissed me, he but only kissed by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write;

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Sonnet 10 - Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed And worthy of acceptation. Fire is bright,

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