 BELOVED, thou hast brought me many flowers Plucked in the garden, all the summer through And winter, and it seemed as if they grew In this close room, nor missed the sun and showers. So, in the like name of that love of ours, Take back these thoughts...  Poems, by E.B. Barrett - Стр. 231авторы: Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1862Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Dorothy Mermin - 1989 - Страниц: 334
...Sonnets from the Portuguese ends with a quiet formulation of the reciprocity that made the poem possible. Beloved, thou hast brought me many flowers Plucked...unfolded too, And which on warm and cold days I withdrew From my heart's ground. Indeed, those beds and bowers Be overgrown with bitter weeds and rue, And wait... | |
 | Elizabeth Barrett Browning - 1993 - Страниц: 136
...lost saints, - I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, 1 shall but love thee better after death. Beloved, thou...unfolded too, And which on warm and cold days I withdrew From my heart's ground. Indeed, those beds and bowers Be overgrown with bitter weeds and rue, And wait... | |
 | Jill Hollis - 1993 - Страниц: 334
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 | Dorothy Mermin - 1993 - Страниц: 216
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 | Jill Hollis - 1993 - Страниц: 360
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 | Dorothy Mermin - 1993 - Страниц: 212
...reach the last sonnet, traditional images have been renewed and enriched in meaning. Beloved, them hast brought me many flowers Plucked in the garden,...unfolded too, And which on warm and cold days I withdrew From my heart's ground. Indeed, those beds and bowers Be overgrown with bitter weeds and rue, And wait... | |
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