| Hunt and Lee, comps. The Book of the Sonnet. 1867. | | | | XI. Can it be right to give what I can give? | | By Mrs. Elizabeth Barrett Browning (18061861) |
| | (From Sonnets from the Portuguese) CAN it be right to give what I can give? | |
| To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears | |
| As salt as mine, and hear the sighing years | |
| Re-sighing on my lips renunciative | |
| Through those infrequent smiles which fail to live | 5 |
| For all thy adjurations? O my fears | |
| That this can scarce be right! We are not peers, | |
| So to be lovers; and I own and grieve | |
| That givers of such gifts as mine are must | |
| Be counted with the ungenerous. Out, alas! | 10 |
| I will not soil thy purple with my dust, | |
| Nor breathe my poison on thy Venice-glass, | |
| Nor give thee any love,which were unjust | |
| Beloved, I only love thee! let it pass. | | | | |
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