• A Child Asleep

    How he sleepeth! having drunken
    Weary childhood's mandragore,
    From his pretty eyes have sunken
    Pleasures, to make room for more- -... more »

  • A Curse For A Nation

    I heard an angel speak last night,
    And he said 'Write!
    Write a Nation's curse for me,
    And send it over the Western Sea.'... more »

  • A Dead Rose

    O Rose! who dares to name thee?
    No longer roseate now, nor soft, nor sweet;
    But pale, and hard, and dry, as stubble-wheat,---
    Kept seven years in a drawer---thy titles shame thee.... more »

  • A Man's Requirements


    Love me Sweet, with all thou art,
    Feeling, thinking, seeing; ... more »

  • A Musical Instrument

    What was he doing, the great god Pan,
    Down in the reeds by the river?
    Spreading ruin and scattering ban,
    Splashing and paddling with hoofs of a goat,... more »

  • A Sea-Side Walk

    We walked beside the sea,
    After a day which perished silently
    Of its own glory---like the Princess weird
    Who, combating the Genius, scorched and seared,... more »

  • A Thought For A Lonely Death-Bed

    IF God compel thee to this destiny,
    To die alone, with none beside thy bed
    To ruffle round with sobs thy last word said
    And mark with tears the pulses ebb from thee,--... more »

  • A Woman's Shortcomings

    She has laughed as softly as if she sighed,
    She has counted six, and over,
    Of a purse well filled, and a heart well tried -
    Oh, each a worthy lover!... more »

  • A Year's Spinning

    He listened at the porch that day,
    To hear the wheel go on, and on;
    And then it stopped, ran back away,... more »

  • Adequacy

    NOW, by the verdure on thy thousand hills,
    Beloved England, doth the earth appear
    Quite good enough for men to overbear
    The will of God in, with rebellious wills !... more »

  • An Apprehension

    IF all the gentlest-hearted friends I know
    Concentred in one heart their gentleness,
    That still grew gentler till its pulse was less
    For life than pity,--I should yet be slow... more »

  • Aurora Leigh (Excerpts)

    [Book 1]
    I am like,
    They tell me, my dear father. Broader brows
    Howbeit, upon a slenderer undergrowth... more »

  • Change Upon Change

    Five months ago the stream did flow,
    The lilies bloomed within the sedge,
    And we were lingering to and fro,
    Where none will track thee in this snow,... more »

  • Cheerfulness Taught By Reason

    I THINK we are too ready with complaint
    In this fair world of God's. Had we no hope
    Indeed beyond the zenith and the slope
    Of yon gray blank of sky, we might grow faint... more »

  • Chorus Of Eden Spirits

    HEARKEN, oh hearken! let your souls behind you
    Turn, gently moved!
    Our voices feel along the Dread to find you,
    O lost, beloved!... more »

  • Comfort

    SPEAK low to me, my Saviour, low and sweet
    From out the hallelujahs, sweet and low
    Lest I should fear and fall, and miss Thee so
    Who art not missed by any that entreat.... more »

  • Consolation

    All are not taken; there are left behind
    Living Belovèds, tender looks to bring
    And make the daylight still a happy thing,
    And tender voices, to make soft the wind: ... more »

  • De Profundis


    The face, which, duly as the sun,
    Rose up for me with life begun, ... more »

  • Discontent

    LIGHT human nature is too lightly tost
    And ruffled without cause, complaining on--
    Restless with rest, until, being overthrown,
    It learneth to lie quiet. Let a frost... more »

  • Exaggeration

    WE overstate the ills of life, and take
    Imagination (given us to bring down
    The choirs of singing angels overshone
    By God's clear glory) down our earth to rake... more »

  • Flush Or Faunus

    You see this dog. It was but yesterday
    I mused, forgetful of his presence here,
    Till thought on thought drew downward tear on tear;... more »

  • From ‘the Soul’s Travelling’

    God, God!
    With a child’s voice I cry,
    Weak, sad, confidingly—
    God, God!... more »

  • Futurity

    AND, O beloved voices, upon which
    Ours passionately call because erelong
    Ye brake off in the middle of that song
    We sang together softly, to enrich... more »

  • Grief

    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... more »

  • How Do I Love Thee?

    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.... more »