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• And Marlowe, Webster, Fletcher, Ben, Whose fire-hearts sowed our furrows when The world was worthy of such men.
  -- Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1809-1861) -- A Vision of Poe...
• There Shakespeare, on whose forehead climb The crowns o' the world
  oh, eyes sublime With tears and laughter for all time!...
• Since when was genius found respectable? -- Elizabeth Barrett Browning
• Who so loves believes the impossible. -- Elizabeth Barrett Browning
• And I smiled to think God's greatness flowed around our incompleteness, Round our restlessness His rest.
  -- Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1809-1861) -- Rhyme of the Duche...
• But since he had The genius to be loved, why let him have The justice to be honoured in his grave.
  -- Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1809-1861) -- Crowned and buried, xxvii...
• Death forerunneth Love to win "Sweetest eyes were ever seen.
  -- Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1809-1861) -- Catarina to Camoens, ix...
• Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west.
  -- Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1809-1861) -- Toll slowly...