Alas, I have grieved so I am hard to love. Yet love me--wilt thou? Open thine heart wide, And fold within, the wet wings of thy dove.
Elizabeth Barrett BrowningSouls are gregarious in a sense, but no soul touches another, as a general rule.
Elizabeth Barrett BrowningI begin to think that none are so bold as the timid, when they are fairly roused.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning