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Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes
A woman's always younger than a man of equal years.
The beauty seems right By force of beauty, and the feeble wrong Because of weakness.
The essence of all beauty, I call love, The attribute, the evidence, and end, The consummation to the inward sense Of beauty apprehended from without, I still call love.
The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.
He likes the poor things of the world the best, I would not, therefore, if I could be rich. It pleases him t stoop for buttercups.
There's not a crime But takes its proper change out still in crime If once rung on the counter of this world.
For poets (bear the word) Half-poets even, are still whole democrats.
And there my little doves did sit With feathers softly brown And glittering eyes that showed their right To general Nature's deep delight.
Eyes of gentianellas azure, Staring, winking at the skies.
And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
Wall must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy.
Who so loves believes the impossible.
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning (March 6, 1806 – June 29, 1861) was a member of the Barrett family and one of the most respected poets of the Victorian era.
Elizabeth spent her youth at Hope End, near Great Malvern. While still a child she showed her gift, and her father published 50 copies of a juvenile epic, on the Battle of Marathon. She was educated at home, but owed her profound knowledge of the Greek language and much mental stimulus to her early friendship with the blind scholar, Hugh Stuart Boyd, who was a neighbor. In her early teens, Elizabeth contracted a lung complaint, possibly tuberculosis, although the exact nature has been the subject of much speculation, and was treated as a permanent invalid by her parents. For a girl of that time, she was well-educated, having been allowed to attend lessons with her brother's tutor. She published her first poem, anonymously, at the age of fourteen, but wrote her first at the age of twelve. In 1826 she published anonymously An Essay on Mind and Other Poems.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes
A woman's always younger than a man of equal years.
The beauty seems right By force of beauty, and the feeble wrong Because of weakness.
The essence of all beauty, I call love, The attribute, the evidence, and end, The consummation to the inward sense Of beauty apprehended from without, I still call love.
The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise, I barter for curl upon that mart.
He likes the poor things of the world the best, I would not, therefore, if I could be rich. It pleases him t stoop for buttercups.
There's not a crime But takes its proper change out still in crime If once rung on the counter of this world.
For poets (bear the word) Half-poets even, are still whole democrats.
And there my little doves did sit With feathers softly brown And glittering eyes that showed their right To general Nature's deep delight.
Eyes of gentianellas azure, Staring, winking at the skies.
And lilies are still lilies, pulled By smutty hands, though spotted from their white.
Wall must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy.
Who so loves believes the impossible.
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning (March 6, 1806 – June 29, 1861) was a member of the Barrett family and one of the most respected poets of the Victorian era.
Elizabeth spent her youth at Hope End, near Great Malvern. While still a child she showed her gift, and her father published 50 copies of a juvenile epic, on the Battle of Marathon. She was educated at home, but owed her profound knowledge of the Greek language and much mental stimulus to her early friendship with the blind scholar, Hugh Stuart Boyd, who was a neighbor. In her early teens, Elizabeth contracted a lung complaint, possibly tuberculosis, although the exact nature has been the subject of much speculation, and was treated as a permanent invalid by her parents. For a girl of that time, she was well-educated, having been allowed to attend lessons with her brother's tutor. She published her first poem, anonymously, at the age of fourteen, but wrote her first at the age of twelve. In 1826 she published anonymously An Essay on Mind and Other Poems.
مشكورة مر ره
جزاك الله ألف خير
صراحه ريحتيني من البحث مره
سويت معروف معي
أنت ما تدرين أني أدور وقت لبحث و وقت لزوجي ووقت لولدي ووقت لبيت ووقت لدراستي ولواجباتي ووقت لزيارة أهلي
صراحة فكيتي أزمة
مشكوره
جزاك الله ألف خير
صراحه ريحتيني من البحث مره
سويت معروف معي
أنت ما تدرين أني أدور وقت لبحث و وقت لزوجي ووقت لولدي ووقت لبيت ووقت لدراستي ولواجباتي ووقت لزيارة أهلي
صراحة فكيتي أزمة
مشكوره
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-A grave blockhead should always go about with a lively one - they show one another off to the best advantage.
-A hair in the head is worth two in the brush.
-A man knows his companion in a long journey and a little inn.
-A scholar is like a book written in a dead language. It is not every one that can read in it.
- a wise traveler never despises his own country.
-As is our confidence, so is our capacity.
-Books let us into their souls and lay open to us the secrets of our own.
-Cunning is the art of concealing our own defects, and discovering other people's weaknesses.
-Every man, in his own opinion, forms an exception to the ordinary rules of morality.
-Everything is in motion. Everything flows. Everything is vibrating.
-Genius, like humanity, rusts for want of use.
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It is better to be able neither to read nor write than to be able to do nothing else.
-If you think you can win, you can win. Faith is necessary to victory
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William Hazlitt (10 April 1778 – 18 September 1830) was an English writer remembered for his humanistic essays and literary criticism, often esteemed the greatest English literary critic after Samuel Johnson. Indeed, Hazlitt's writings and remarks on Shakespeare's plays and characters are rivaled only by those of Johnson in their depth, insight, originality, and imagination.
Hazlitt came of Irish Protestant stock, and of a branch of it which moved in the reign of George I from the county of Antrim to Tipperary. His father went to the University of Glasgow (where he was contemporary with Adam Smith), graduated in about 1761, became a Unitarian, joined their ministry, and crossed over to England; being successively pastor at Wisbech in Cambridgeshire, at Marshfield in Gloucestershire, and at Maidstone. At Wisbech he married Grace Loftus, daughter of a farmer. Of their many children, only three survived infancy.