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Elizabeth Barrett-Browning (Элизабет Барретт-Браунинг)


On a Portrait of Wordsworth


WORDSWORTH upon Helvellyn ! Let the cloud
Ebb audibly along the mountain-wind,
Then break against the rock, and show behind
The lowland valleys floating up to crowd
The sense with beauty. He with forehead bowed
And humble-lidded eyes, as one inclined
Before the sovran thought of his own mind,
And very meek with inspirations proud,
Takes here his rightful place as poet-priest
By the high altar, singing prayer and prayer

To the higher Heavens. A noble vision free
Our Haydon's hand has flung out from the mist:
No portrait this, with Academic air !
This is the poet and his poetry. 



Elizabeth Barrett-Browning's other poems:
  1. The Holy Night
  2. Sonnets from the Portuguese. 30. I see thine image through my tears to-night
  3. Sonnets from the Portuguese. 40. Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours!
  4. Sonnets from the Portuguese. 23. Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead
  5. Sonnets from the Portuguese. 38. First time he kissed me, he but only kissed


Тема стихотворения (Poem Theme): William Wordsworth (Уильям Вордсворт)

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