English Poetry. Elizabeth Barrett-Browning. The Soul’s Expression. Элизабет Барретт-Браунинг.

Elizabeth Barrett-Browning (Элизабет Барретт-Браунинг)

The Soul’s Expression

WITH stammering lips and insufficient sound
I strive and struggle to deliver right
That music of my nature, day and night
With dream and thought and feeling interwound
And inly answering all the senses round
With octaves of a mystic depth and height
Which step out grandly to the infinite
From the dark edges of the sensual ground.
This song of soul I struggle to outbear
Through portals of the sense, sublime and whole,
And utter all myself into the air:
But if I did it, — as the thunder-roll
Breaks its own cloud, my flesh would perish there,
Before that dread apocalypse of soul.

Elizabeth Barrett-Browning’s other poems:

1. Sonnets from the Portuguese. 30. I see thine image through my tears to-night
2. Sonnets from the portuguese. 31. Thou comest! all is said without a word
3. A Year’s Spinning
4. Aurora Leigh. Ninth Book
5. Sonnets from the Portuguese. 22. When our two souls stand up erect and strong

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