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Fox-Genovese, Elizabeth Ann
(Encyclopedia) Fox-Genovese, Elizabeth Ann: see under Genovese, Eugene Dominick.Bess of Hardwick
(Encyclopedia) Bess of Hardwick: see Shrewsbury, Elizabeth Talbot, countess of.Tabor, Elizabeth McCourt
(Encyclopedia) Tabor, Elizabeth McCourt: see under Tabor, Horace Austin Warner.Elizabeth Barrett Browning: Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make
Pardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should makePardon, oh, pardon, that my soul should make Of all that strong divineness which I know For thine and thee, an image only so Formed of the sand,…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: First time he kissed me, he but only kissed
First time he kissed me, he but only kissedFirst time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And ever since, it grew more clean and white. Slow to world-…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace
Because thou hast the power and own'st the graceBecause thou hast the power and own'st the grace To look through and behind this mask of me, (Against which, years have beat thus blanchingly,…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor
Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floorThou hast thy calling to some palace-floor, Most gracious singer of high poems! where The dancers will break footing, from the care Of watching up…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours!
Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours!Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours! I will not gainsay love, called love forsooth: I have heard love talked in my early youth…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: I thank all who have loved me in their hearts
I thank all who have loved me in their heartsI thank all who have loved me in their hearts, With thanks and love from mine. Deep thanks to all Who paused a little near the prison-wall To…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: My future will not copy fair my past
My future will not copy fair my pastMy future will not copy fair my past— I wrote that once; and thinking at my side My ministering life-angel justified The word by his appealing look upcast…