English Poetry II: From Collins to Fitzgerald. The Harvard Classics. 190914. | | 597. Sonnets from the Portuguese | | XX | | Elizabeth Barrett Browning (18061861) | | | BELOVÈD, my Belovèd, when I think | | That thou wast in the world a year ago, | | What time I sat alone here in the snow | | And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink | | No moment at thy voice, but, link by link, | 5 | Went counting all my chains as if that so | | They never could fall off at any blow | | Struck by thy possible hand,why, thus I drink | | Of lifes great cup of wonder! Wonderful, | | Never to feel thee thrill the day or night | 10 | With personal act or speech,nor ever cull | | Some prescience of thee with the blossoms white | | Thou sawest growing! Atheists are as dull, | | Who cannot guess Gods presence out of sight. | | | |
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