Элизабет Барретт Браунинг цитаты
Элизабет Барретт Браунинг
Дата рождения: 6. Март 1806
Дата смерти: 29. Июнь 1861
Другие имена:ಎಲಿಜಬೆತ್ ಬ್ಯಾರೆಟ್ ಬ್ರೌನಿಂಗ್, Elizabeth Barret Browningová
Элизабет Барретт Браунинг — известная английская поэтесса Викторианской эпохи.
Цитаты Элизабет Барретт Браунинг
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese
Context: If thou must love me, let it be for nought Except for love's sake only. Do not say "I love her for her smile —her look —her way Of speaking gently,—for a trick of thought That falls in well with mine, and certes brought A sense of pleasant ease on such a day" - For these things in themselves, Beloved, may Be changed, or change for thee,—and love, so wrought, May be unwrought so. Neither love me for Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry,— A creature might forget to weep, who bore Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby! But love me for love's sake, that evermore Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity. No. XIV
„Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive,
Half wishing they were dead to save the shame.
The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow;
They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats,
And flare up bodily, wings and all. What then?
Who's sorry for a gnat… or a girl?“
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning, A Little Book Of Love Poems
„Why, what is to live? Not to eat and drink and breathe,—but to feel the life in you down all the fibres of being, passionately and joyfully.“
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning, The Letters of Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barret Barrett 1845-1846 Vol I
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„Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God,
But only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round and pluck blackberries.“
— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Context: And truly, I reiterate,.. nothing's small! No lily-muffled hum of a summer-bee, But finds some coupling with the spinning stars; No pebble at your foot, but proves a sphere; No chaffinch, but implies the cherubim: And, — glancing on my own thin, veined wrist, — In such a little tremour of the blood The whole strong clamour of a vehement soul Doth utter itself distinct. Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God: But only he who sees, takes off his shoes, The rest sit round it, and pluck blackberries, And daub their natural faces unaware More and more, from the first similitude. Bk. VII, l. 812-826.