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Jaytlc98 New Member
since 2000-09-02
Posts 2Erie,Pa |
I am looking for "A Denial" By Elizabeth Barrett Browning. A friend recommended it to me and I don't know alot about poetry or where or how to find it and help would be greatly appreciated. |
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Nan
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Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
This poem isn't in the Passions "Classics" selection, nor do I find it on several E.B.B. related sites. You may have to find a "complete works" to access it. |
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Romy Senior Member
since 2000-05-28
Posts 1170Plantation, Florida |
Here you go! Enjoy! Elizabeth Barrett Browning A Denial We have met late--it is too late to meet, O friend, not more than friend! Death's forecome shroud is tangled round my feet, And if I step or stir, I touch the end. In this last jeopardy Can I approach thee, I, who cannot move? How shall I answer thy request for love? Look in my face and see. I love thee not, I dare not love thee! go In silence; drop my hand. If thou seek roses, seek them where they blow In garden-alleys, not in desert-sand. Can life and death agree, That thou shouldst stoop thy song to my complaint? I cannot love thee. If the word is faint, Look in my face and see. I might have loved thee in some former days, Oh, then, my spirits had leapt As now they sink, at hearing thy love-praise. Before these faded cheeks were overwept, Had this been asked of me, To love thee with my whole strong heart and head,-- I should have said still . . . yes, but smiled and said, 'Look in my face and see!' But now . . . God sees me, God, who took my heart And drowned it in life's surge. In all your wide warm earth I have no part-- A light song overcomes me like a dirge. Could Love's great harmony The saints keep step to when their bonds are loose, Not weigh me down? am I a wife to choose? Look in my face and see. While I behold, as plain as one who dreams, Some woman of full worth, Whose voice, as cadenced as a silver stream's, Shall prove the fountain-soul which sends it forth; One younger, more thought-free And fair and gay, than I, thou must forget, With brighter eyes than these . . which are not wet . . Look in my face and see! So farewell thou, whom I have known too late To let thee come so near. Be counted happy while men call thee great, And one belovèd woman feels thee dear!-- Not I!--that cannot be. I am lost, I am changed,--I must go farther, where The change shall take me worse, and no one dare Look in my face and see. Meantime I bless thee. By these thoughts of mine I bless thee from all such! I bless thy lamp to oil, thy cup to wine, Thy hearth to joy, thy hand to an equal touch Of loyal troth. For me, I love thee not, I love thee not!--away! Here's no more courage in my soul to say 'Look in my face and see.' |
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Nan
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Good work, Deb... |
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Jaytlc98 New Member
since 2000-09-02
Posts 2Erie,Pa |
Debbie I emailed you and thanked you but just wnated to post it here too. I really appreciate it. I am very new at this and you made it easy ;-) |
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