By thunders of white silence.
English poet (1806–1861)
She spent most of her adult life bedridden, addicted to laudanum, and forbidden to marry — then produced a body of work so forceful that she nearly became England's poet laureate. Barrett Browning turned chronic pain and a tyrannical father into leverage, not limits.
Born in County Durham in 1806, the eldest of twelve, Elizabeth Barrett began writing at eleven and never stopped — her juvenilia alone form one of the largest collections by any English writer. At fifteen an unexplained illness locked her into lifelong pain; laudanum became her daily companion, weakening her further even as she wrote prolifically through the 1840s on abolition, child labor reform, and the interior lives of women. Her 1844 Poems brought such acclaim she rivaled Tennyson for laureate. It also brought Robert Browning's letters. They courted in secret — her father would tolerate n…
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By thunders of white silence.
I tell you, hopeless grief is passionless.
Speak low to me, my Saviour, low and sweetFrom out the hallelujahs, sweet and low, Lest I should fear and fall, and miss thee soWho art not missed by any that entreat.
Thou large-brained woman and large-hearted man.
Or from Browning some "Pomegranate," which, if cut deep down the middle, Shows a heart within blood-tinctured, of a veined humanity.
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