Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Sonnet 01 - I thought once how Theocritus had sung

Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Sonnet 01 - I thought once how Theocritus had sung

I br br I thought once how Theocritus had sung br Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years, br Who each one in a gracious hand appears br To bear a gift for mortals, old or young: br And, as I mused it in his antique tongue, br I saw, in gradual vision through my tears, br The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years, br Those of my own life, who by turns had flung br A shadow across me. Straightway I was 'ware, br So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move br Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair: br And a voice said in mastery, while I strove,— br 'Guess now who holds thee? '—' Death,' I said. But, there, br The silver answer rang,—' Not Death, but Love.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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