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Elizabeth understood... (a sonnet by EBB) This makes me feel not so alone on a cold and rainy night. I have been reading EBB's sonnets- the ones she wrote to her beloved RB. Although she died over 100 years before I was ever born her words are fresh and they give me hope as they speak straight to my heart and soul- this is appropriately #13 Sonnets from the Portuguese: XIII (13) 1)And wilt thou have me fashion into speech 2)The love I bear thee, finding words enough, 3)And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough, 4)Between our faces, to cast light on each?– 5)I drop it at thy feet. I cannot teach 6)My hand to hold my spirits so far off 7)From myself–me–that I should bring thee proof 8 )In words, of love hid in me out of reach. 9)Nay, let the silence of my womanhood 10)Commend my woman-love to thy belief,– 11)Seeing that I stand unwon, however wooed, 12)And rend the garment of my life, in brief, 13)By a most dauntless, voiceless fortitude, 14)Lest one touch of this heart convey its grief. Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) God's love reaches all- growing means thinking outside the box... love one another |
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