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Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)

Sonnets from the Portuguese: XIII


              1And wilt thou have me fashion into speech
              2The love I bear thee, finding words enough,
              3And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough,
              4Between our faces, to cast light on each?—
              5I drop it at thy feet.  I cannot teach
              6My hand to hold my spirits so far off
              7From myself—me—that I should bring thee proof
              8In words, of love hid in me out of reach.
              9Nay, let the silence of my womanhood
            10Commend my woman-love to thy belief,—
            11Seeing that I stand unwon, however wooed,
            12And rend the garment of my life, in brief,
            13By a most dauntless, voiceless fortitude,
            14Lest one touch of this heart convey its grief.

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Online text copyright © 2009, Ian Lancashire (the Department of English) and the University of Toronto.
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Original text: A Selection from the Poetry of Elizabeth Barrett Browning. First Series. New Edition. London: Smith, Elder, & Co., 1886. 1: 181-202.
First publication date: 1850
RPO poem editor: Marc R. Plamondon
RP edition: 2007
Recent editing: 2:2007/11/24

Composition date: 1846
Form: sonnet


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