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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
1806-1861

Theme:  Wine Musings


NOTES:
Elizabeth Barrett was sickly as a young woman, spending much of her time alone.  During this period of her life, she wrote this wine poem.  Ms. Barrett then met Robert Browning, whom she married, forming the most famous wife/husband poet team in history.  Her most famous work, Sonnets from the Portuguese, is a collection of sonnets to her beloved husband.  Sonnet #42 reads:

My future will not copy fair my past” –
I wrote that once; and thinking at my side
My ministering life-angel justified
The word by his appealing look upcast
To the white throne of God, I turned at last,
And there, instead, saw thee, not unallied
To angels in thy soul! Then I, long tried
By natural ills, received the comfort fast,
While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim’s staff
Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled.
I seek no copy now of life’s first half:
Leave here the pages with long musing curled,
And write me new my future’s epigraph,
New angel mine, unhoped for in the world!
-S. H. Bass     


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Past and Future
Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861), British poet

My future will not copy fair my past
On any leaf but Heaven's. Be fully done,
Supernal Will ! I would not fain be one
Who, satisfying thirst and breaking fast
Upon the fullness of the heart, at last
Saith no grace after meat. My wine hath run
Indeed out of my cup, and there is none
To gather up the bread of my repast
Scattered and trampled! Yet I find some
good
In earth's green herbs, and streams that bubble up
Clear from the darkling ground, – content until
I sit with angels before better food.
Dear Christ ! when thy new vintage fills my
cup,

This hand shall shake no more, nor that wine spill.


from Poems (1844)



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 SONNET'S from the PORTUGUESE
  by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  with an introduction and notes by Stephen H. Bass

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   by S. H. Bass




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