110+ Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes On Romantic, Passionate And Lyrical

Elizabeth Barrett Browning was an English poet of the Victorian era. Her most famous works include the collections Sonnets from the Portuguese and Aurora Leigh. She was a trailblazer for women's rights and feminism in the 19th century. Following is our collection on famous quotes by Elizabeth Barrett Browning on love, romantic, passionate.

Top 10 Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes

1. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach.
2. You were made perfectly to be loved - and surely I have loved you, in the idea of you, my whole life long.
3. Light tomorrow with today!
4. Silence is the best response to a fool.
5. I love you for the part of me that you bring out.
6. Two human loves make one divine.
7. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
8. With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature.
9. Eyes of gentianellas azure, Staring, winking at the skies.
10. No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Image Quotes

Light tomorrow with today! — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I love you for the part of me that you bring out. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Short Quotes

• He's just, your cousin, ay, abhorrently, He'd wash his hands in blood, to keep them clean.
• The devil's most devilish when respectable.
• Books succeed, and lives fail.
• What is genius but the power of expressing a new individuality?
• God only, who made us rich, can make us poor.
• God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.
• Wall must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy.
• The music soars within the little lark, And the lark soars.
• Many a crown Covers bald foreheads.
• Some people always sigh in thanking God.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes About Love

Whoever lives true life, will love true love. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

And if God choose I shall but love thee better after death. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,-I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!-and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The essence of all beauty, I call love, The attribute, the evidence, and end, The consummation to the inward sense Of beauty apprehended from without, I still call love. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Who so loves believes the impossible. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

World's use is cold, world's love is vain, world's cruelty is bitter bane; but is not the fruit of pain. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

My love for him was so exquisitely pure that if we all were capable of giving and receiving such a beautiful gift the world would be a far more brilliant place; I think we'd all be poets. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I love thee to the level of everyday's most quiet need, by sun and candle light...I love thee with the breath,smiles,t ears,of all my life. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes About Life

His ears were often the first thing to catch my tears. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive, half wishing they were dead to save the shame. The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow; They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats, and flare up bodily, wings and all. What then? Who's sorry for a gnat or girl? — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I would not be a rose upon the wall A queen might stop at, near the palace-door, To say to a courtier, "Pluck that rose for me, It's prettier than the rest." O Romney Leigh! I'd rather far be trodden by his foot, Than lie in a great queen's bosom. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

He who breathes deepest lives most. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

truth outlives pain, as the soul does life. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

He lives most life whoever breathes most air. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

We overstate the ills of life, and take Imagination... down our earth to rake. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

He, in his developed manhood, stood, a little sunburn by the glare of life. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Life, struck sharp on death, Makes awful lightning. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I saw, in gradual vision through my tears, The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, Those of my own life, who by turns had flung A shadow across me. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes About Death

Let no one till his death be called unhappy. Measure not the work until the day's out and the labor done. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

O Earth, so full of dreary noises! O men, with wailing in your voices! O delved gold, the wader's heap! O strife, O curse, that o'er it fall! God makes a silence through you all, And "giveth His beloved, sleep. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

For tis not in mere death that men die most. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

For 'Tis not in mere death that men die most. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, Let no one be called happy till his death; to which I would add, Let no one, till his death be called unhappy. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Guess now who holds thee?'--'Death,' I said. But, there, The silver answer rang, . . . 'Not Death, but Love. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

When the dust of death has choked a great man's voice, the common words he said turn oracles, the common thoughts he yoked like horses draw like griffins. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

O Death, O Beyond, Thou art sweet, thou art strange! — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Death forerunneth Love to win "Sweetest eyes were ever seen." — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Knowledge by suffering entereth, And life is perfected by death. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes About Till

The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death;' to which I would add, 'Let no one, till his death, be called unhappy.' — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The denial of contemporary genius is the rule rather than the exception. No one counts the eagles in the nest, till there is a rush of wings; and lo! they are flown. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning Famous Quotes And Sayings

Light tomorrow with today! — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I love you for the part of me that you bring out. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental; it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

She has seen the mystery hid Under Egypt's pyramid: By those eyelids pale and close Now she knows what Rhamses knows. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Think, in mounting higher, the angels would press on us, and aspire to drop some golden orb of perfect song into our deep, dear silence. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

There are nettles everywhere, but smooth, green grasses are more common still; the blue of heaven is larger than the cloud. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Nosegays! leave them for the waking, Throw them earthward where they grew Dim are such, beside the breaking Amaranths he looks unto. Folded eyes see brighter colors than the open ever do. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

A good neighbor sometimes cuts your morning up to mince-meat of the very smallest talk, then helps to sugar her bohea at night with your reputation. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

It was not the apple on the tree but the pair on the ground that caused the trouble in the garden of Eden. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

What monster have we here? A great Deed at this hour of day? A great just deed -- and not for pay? Absurd -- or insincere? — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

As the moths around a taper, As the bees around a rose, As the gnats around a vapour, So the spirits group and close Round about a holy childhood, as if drinking its repose. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers? — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

And each man stands with his face in the light. Of his own drawn sword, ready to do what a hero can. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

That headlong ivy! not a leaf will grow But thinking of a wreath, . . . I like such ivy; bold to leap a height 'Twas strong to climb! as good to grow on graves As twist about a thyrsus; pretty too (And that's not ill) when twisted round a comb. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

There's nothing great Nor small, has said a poet of our day, Whose voice will ring beyond the curfew of eve And not be thrown out by the matin's bell. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Gaze up at the stars knowing that I see the same sky and wish the same sweet dreams. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Very whitely still The lilies of our lives may reassure Their blossoms from their roots, accessible Alone to heavenly dews that drop not fewer; Growing straight out of man's reach, on the hill. God only, who made us rich, can make us poor. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

This race is never grateful: from the first, One fills their cup at supper with pure wine, Which back they give at cross-time on a sponge, In bitter vinegar. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

All actual heroes are essential men, And all men possible heroes. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Of all the thoughts of God that are Borne inward unto souls afar, Along the Psalmist's music deep, Now tell me if that any is. For gift or grace, surpassing this-- He giveth His beloved sleep. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I wish I were the lily's leaf To fade upon that bosom warm, Content to wither, pale and brief, The trophy of thy paler form. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The world's male chivalry has perished out, but women are knights-errant to the last; and, if Cervantes had been greater still, he had made his Don a Donna. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sing, seraph with the glory! heaven is high. Sing, poet with the sorrow! earth is low. The universe's inward voices cry "Amen" to either song of joy and woe. Sing, seraph, poet! sing on equally! — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

A great acacia, with its slender trunk And overpoise of multitudinous leaves. (In which a hundred fields might spill their dew And intense verdure, yet find room enough) Stood reconciling all the place with green. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Men get opinions as boys learn to spell by reiteration chiefly. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Since when was genius found respectable? — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

If you desire faith, then you have faith enough. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Yes, I answered you last night; No, this morning, sir, I say: Colors seen by candle-light Will not look the same by day. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Earth's crammed with Heaven. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Thank God for grace, Ye who weep only! If, as some have done, Ye grope tear-blinded in a desert place And touch but tombs,--look up! Those tears will run Soon in long rivers down the lifted face, And leave the vision clear for stars and sun. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Sleep on, Baby, on the floor, Tired of all the playing, Sleep with smile the sweeter for That you dropped away in! On your curls' full roundness stand Golden lights serenely-- One cheek, pushed out by the hand, Folds the dimple inly. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

You smell a rose through a fence: If two should smell it, what matter? — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

But the child's sob curses deeper in the silence than the strong man in his wrath! — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Purple lilies Dante blew To a larger bubble with his prophet breath. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Where Christ brings His cross He brings His presence; and where He is none are desolate, and there is no room for despair. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

At painful times, when composition is impossible and reading is not enough, grammars and dictionaries are excellent for distraction. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

And I smiled to think God's greatness flowed around our incompleteness; Round our restlessness, His rest. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The beautiful seems right by force of beauty, and the feeble wrong because of weakness. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Tis aye a solemn thing to me To look upon a babe that sleeps-- Wearing in its spirit-deeps The unrevealed mystery Of its Adam's taint and woe, Which, when they revealed lie, Will not let it slumber so. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Much of the possibility of being cheerful comes from the faculty of throwing oneself beyond oneself. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

May the good God pardon all good men. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Suddenly, as rare things will, it vanished. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

But love me for love's sake, that evermore Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

A woman's pity sometimes makes her mad. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Experience, like a pale musician, holds a dulcimer of patience in his hand. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Yet half the beast is the great god Pan, To laugh, as he sits by the river, Making a poet out of a man. The true gods sigh for the cost and the pain-- For the reed that grows never more again As a reed with the reeds of the river. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Free men freely work: Whoever fears God, fears to sit at ease. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

True knowledge comes only through suffering. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Definition of Love: A score of zero in tennis. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears of all my life. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Neither love me for Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry, A creature might forget to weep, who bore Thy comfort long, and lose thy love, thereby! But love me for love's sake, that evermore Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

My sun sets to raise again. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

And lips say God be pitiful, who never said, God be praised. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

When God helps all the workers for His world, The singers shall have help of Him, not last. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Deep violets, you liken to The kindest eyes that look on you, Without a thought disloyal. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless; That only men incredulous of despair, half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air beat upward to god's throne in loud access of shrieking and reproach — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

And friends, dear friends,--when it shall be That this low breath is gone from me, And gone my bier ye come to weep, Let One, most loving of you all, Say, "Not a tear must o'er her fall; He giveth His beloved sleep. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Unless you can muse in a crowd all day On the absent face that fixed you; Unless you can love, as the angels may, With the breadth of heaven betwixt you; Unless you can dream that his faith is fast, Through behoving and unbehoving; Unless you can die when the dream is past — Oh, never call it loving! — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Anybody is qualified, according to everybody, for giving opinions upon poetry. It is not so in chemistry and mathematics. Nor is it so, I believe, in whist and the polka. But then these are more serious things. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

And there my little doves did sit With feathers softly brown And glittering eyes that showed their right To general Nature's deep delight. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

The place is all awave with trees,Limes, myrtles, purple-beaded,Acacias having drunk the leesOf the night-dew, fain headed,And wan, grey olive-woods, which seemThe fittest foliage for a dream. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Eve is a twofold mystery. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Children use the fist until they are of age to use the brain. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Life Lessons by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

1. Elizabeth Barrett Browning teaches us to be brave and to never give up in the face of adversity, no matter how difficult the situation may be.
2. She also encourages us to express our feelings and to never be afraid to be vulnerable.
3. Finally, she reminds us to always be true to ourselves and to never compromise our values or beliefs.