Maxioms by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
God's prophets of the Beautiful,
These Poets were.
God's prophets of the Beautiful,
These Poets were.
Don't stay in bed, unless you can make money in bed.
Don't stay in bed, unless you can make money in bed.
Life treads on life, and heart on heart;
We press too close in church and mart
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Life treads on life, and heart on heart;
We press too close in church and mart
To keep a dream or grave apart.
A white rosebud for a guerdon.
A white rosebud for a guerdon.
A worthless woman! mere cold clay
As all false things are! but so fair,
She takes the read more
A worthless woman! mere cold clay
As all false things are! but so fair,
She takes the breath of men away
Who gaze upon her unaware:
I would not play her larcenous tricks
To have her looks!
