Elizabeth Barrett Browning

God keeps a niche
In Heaven, to hold our idols; and albeit
He brake them to our read more

God keeps a niche
In Heaven, to hold our idols; and albeit
He brake them to our faces, and denied
That our close kisses should impair their white,--
I know we shall behold them raised, complete,
The dust swept from their beauty, glorified,
New Memnons singing in the great God-light.

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.

And I must bear
What is ordained with patience, being aware
Necessity doth front the universe
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And I must bear
What is ordained with patience, being aware
Necessity doth front the universe
With an invincible gesture.

Knowledge by suffering entereth,
And life is perfected by Death.

Knowledge by suffering entereth,
And life is perfected by Death.

"For if I wait," said she,
"Till time for roses be,--
For the moss-rose and the musk-rose,
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"For if I wait," said she,
"Till time for roses be,--
For the moss-rose and the musk-rose,
Maiden-blush and royal-dusk rose,--
"What glory then for me
In such a company?--
Roses plenty, roses plenty
And one nightingale for twenty?"