Seraph And Poet, The
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The seraph sings before the manifest God-One, and in the burning of the Seven, And with the full life of consummate Heaving beneath him like a mother's Warm with her first-born's slumber in that The poet sings upon the earth grave-riven, Before the naughty world, soon self-forgiven For wronging him,--and in the darkness prest From his own soul by worldly weights. Even so, 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 !
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- Elizabeth Barrett Browning : Sonnet 01 - I Thought Once How Theocritus Had Sung
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning : Sonnet 02 - But Only Three In All God's Universe
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning : Sonnet 03 - Unlike Are We, Unlike, O Princely Heart!
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning : Sonnet 04 - Thou Hast Thy Calling To Some Palace-floor
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning : Sonnet 05 - I Lift My Heavy Heart Up Solemnly
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning : Sonnet 06 - Go From Me. Yet I Feel That I Shall Stand
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning : Sonnet 07 - The Face Of All The World Is Changed, I Think
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning : Sonnet 08 - What Can I Give Thee Back, O Liberal
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning : Sonnet 09 - Can It Be Right To Give What I Can Give?
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning : Sonnet 10 - Yet, Love, Mere Love, Is Beautiful Indeed
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