Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TWO SKETCHES: 2. A.B., by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING


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TWO SKETCHES: 2. A.B., by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Her azure eyes, dark lashes hold in fee
Last Line: In that sole garden where christ's brow dropped blood.
Subject(s): Moulton-barrett, Arabella


HER azure eyes, dark lashes hold in fee;
Her fair superfluous ringlets without check
Drop after one another down her neck,
As many to each cheek as you might see
Green leaves to a wild rose; this sign outwardly,
And a like woman-covering seems to deck
Her inner nature, for she will not fleck
World's sunshine with a finger. Sympathy
Must call her in Love's name! and then, I know,
She rises up, and brightens as she should,
And lights her smile for comfort, and is slow
In nothing of high-hearted fortitude.
To smell this flower, come near it! such can grow
In that sole garden where Christ's brow dropped blood.





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