Monadnock Valley Press: Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The Monadnock Valley Press has republished the forty-four Sonnets from the Portuguese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861):
- "I thought once how Theocritus had sung"
- "But only three in all God's universe"
- "Unlike are we, unlike, O princely Heart!"
- "Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor"
- "I lift my heavy heart up solemnly"
- "Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand"
- "The face of all the world is changed, I think"
- "What can I give thee back, O liberal"
- "Can it be right to give what I can give?"
- "Yet, love, mere love, is beautiful indeed"
- "And therefore if to love can be desert"
- "Indeed this very love which is my boast"
- "And wilt thou have me fashion into speech"
- "If thou must love me, let it be for nought"
- "Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear"
- "And yet, because thou overcomest so"
- "My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes"
- "I never gave a lock of hair away"
- "The soul's Rialto hath its merchandize"
- "Belovëd, my Belovëd, when I think"
- "Say over again, and yet once over again"
- "When our two souls stand up erect and strong"
- "Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead"
- "Let the world's sharpness like a clasping knife"
- "A heavy heart, Belovëd, have I borne"
- "I lived with visions for my company"
- "My own Belovëd, who hast lifted me"
- "My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!"
- "I think of thee!—my thoughts do twine and bud"
- "I see thine image through my tears to-night"
- "Thou comest! all is said without a word"
- "The first time that the sun rose on thine oath"
- "Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear"
- "With the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee"
- "If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange"
- "When we met first and loved, I did not build"
- "Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make"
- "First time he kissed me, he but only kissed"
- "Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace"
- "Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours!"
- "I thank all who have loved me in their hearts"
- "My future will not copy fair my past—"
- "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways."
- "Belovëd, thou hast brought me many flowers"
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