Poems by Elizabeth Barrett Browning Volume 1-4

Poems by Elizabeth Barrett Browning Volume 1-4

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1864 Excerpt: ...than.. goodnight; The rest her face speaks for her.'--Then we went. And I breathe large at home. I drop my cloak, Unclasp my girdle, loose the band that ties My hair.. now could I but unloose my soul! We are sepulchred alive in this close world, And want more room. The charming woman there--This reckoning up and writing down her talk Affects me singularly. How she talked To pain me! woman's spite!--You wear steel-mail; A woman takes a housewife from her breast, And plucks the delicatest needle out As 'twere a rose, and pricks you carefully 'Neath nails, 'neath eyelids, in your nostrils, --say, beast would roar so tortured, --but a man, A human creature, must not, shall not flinch, No, not for shame. What vexes after all, Is just that such as she, with such as I, Knows how to vex. Sweet heaven, she takes me up As if she had fingered me and dog-eared me And spelled me by the fireside, half a life! She knows my turns, my feeble points.--What then? The knowledge of a thing implies the thing; Of course, she found that in me, she saw that, Her pencil underscored this for a fault, And I, still ignorant. Shut the book up I close! And crush that beetle in the leaves. O heart, At last we shall grow hard too, like the rest, And call it self-defence because we are soft. And after all, now, .. why should I be pained, That Romney Leigh, my cousin, should espouse This Lady Waldemar? And, say, she held Her newly-blossomed gladness in my face, .. 'Twas natural surely, if not generous, Considering how, when winter held her fast, I helped the frost with mine, and pained her more Than she pains me. Pains me!--but wherefore pained? 'Tis clear my cousin Romney wants a wife, --So, good!--The man's need of the woman, here, Is greater than the woman's of the man, And easier served; for ...
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  • Paperback | 116 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 6mm | 222g
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 123642719X
  • 9781236427199