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by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

 

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Passions in Poetry Home > All Poems > Classic Poetry > Elizabeth Barrett Browning > How do I love thee? Let me count the ways How do I love thee? Let me count the ways
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Grief
by 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. Full desertness
In souls, as countries, lieth silent-bare
Under the blanching, vertical eye-glare
Of the absolute heavens. Deep-hearted man, express
Grief for thy dead in silence like to death -
Most like a monumental statue set
In everlasting watch and moveless woe
Till itself crumble to the dust beneath.
Touch it; the marble eyelids are not wet;
If it could weep, it could arise and go.

 

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