The Poems of 1844: Sonnets
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The Poems of 1844: Sonnets
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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 Or a small wasp have crept to the inner-most Of our ripe peach, or let the wilful sun Shine westward of our window, –straight we run
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