'O DREARY life,' we cry, ' O dreary life ! '
And still the generations of the birds
Sing through our sighing, and the flocks and herds
Serenely live while we are keeping strife
With Heaven's true purpose in us, as a knife
Against which we may struggle ! Ocean girds
Unslackened the dry land, savannah-swards
Unweary sweep, hills watch unworn, and rife
Meek leaves drop year]y from the forest-trees
To show, above, the unwasted stars that pass
In their old glory: O thou God of old,
Grant me some smaller grace than comes to these !--
But so much patience as a blade of grass
Grows by, contented through the heat and cold.

(C) Elizabeth Barrett Browning
03/11/2017


Best Poems of Elizabeth Barrett Browning

• Xxx
• Sonnet 24 - Let The Worlds Sharpness, Like A Clasping Knife
• Sonnet 21 - Say Over Again, And Yet Once Over Again
• Sonnet 06 - Go From Me. Yet I Feel That I Shall Stand
• Sonnet 26 - I Lived With Visions For My Company
• The Cry Of The Children
• A Musical Instrument
• The Best Thing In The World
• Sonnet 10 - Yet, Love, Mere Love, Is Beautiful Indeed
• Sonnet 42 - my Future Will Not Copy Fair My Past
• Sonnet Ii
• Sonnet 27 - My Own Beloved, Who Hast Lifted Me
• Sonnet 35 - If I Leave All For Thee, Wilt Thou Exchange
• Bianca Among The Nightingales
• Grief
• Sonnet 36 - When We Met First And Loved, I Did Not Build
• Sonnet 25 - A Heavy Heart, Beloved, Have I Borne
• Sonnet 03 - Unlike Are We, Unlike, O Princely Heart!
• Sonnet 11 - And Therefore If To Love Can Be Desert
• Sonnet 09 - Can It Be Right To Give What I Can Give?
• Sonnet 18 - I Never Gave A Lock Of Hair Away