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If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Profession: Poet
Nationality: British

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Did you think of that? Who burns his viol will not dance, I know. To cymbals, Romney.

I shall but love thee bitter after death.

Men could not part us with their worldly jars, Nor the seas change us, nor the tempests bend; Our hands would touch for all the mountain-bars: And, heaven being rolled between us at the end, We should but vow the faster for the stars.

You were made perfectly to be loved and surely I have loved you in the idea of you my whole life long.

Since when was genius found respectable?

Who so loves believes the impossible.

The world of books is still the world.

His answer was - not the common gallantries which come so easily to the lips of me - but simply that he loved me - he met argument with fact. He told me - that with himself also, the early freshness of youth had gone by, & that throughout it he had not been able to love any woman - that he loved now for the first time & the last.

I begin to think that none are so bold as the timid, when they are fairly roused.

You have touched me more profoundly than I thought even you could have touched me - my heart was full when you came here today. Henceforward I am yours for everything.

With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature.

First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And, ever since, it grew more clean and white.

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