Sonnets from the Portuguese: XXXIII
A Selection from the Poetry of Elizabeth Barrett Browning. First Series. New Edition. London: Smith, Elder, & Co., 1886. 1: 181-202.
2The name I used to run at, when a child,
3From innocent play, and leave the cowslips piled,
4To glance up in some face that proved me dear
5With the look of its eyes. I miss the clear
6Fond voices which, being drawn and reconciled
7Into the music of Heaven's undefiled,
8Call me no longer. Silence on the bier,
9While I call God-call God!-So let thy mouth
10Be heir to those who are now exanimate.
11Gather the north flowers to complete the south,
12And catch the early love up in the late.
13Yes, call me by that name,-and I, in truth,
14With the same heart, will answer and not wait.
1] my pet-name: Elizabeth Barrett Browning's pet name was Ba. Back to Line
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RPO poem Editors:
Marc R. Plamondon