Elizabeth Barrett-Browning (Элизабет Барретт-Браунинг)

Work and Contemplation

The woman singeth at her spinning-wheel
A pleasant chant, ballad or barcarole;
She thinketh of her song, upon the whole,
Far more than of her flax; and yet the reel
Is full, and artfully her fingers feel
With quick adjustment, provident control,
The lines--too subtly twisted to unroll--
Out to a perfect thread. I hence appeal
To the dear Christian Church--that we may do
Our Father's business in these temples mirk,
Thus swift and steadfast, thus intent and strong;
While thus, apart from toil, our souls pursue
Some high calm spheric tune, and prove our work
The better for the sweetness of our song. 

1. Adequacy
2. Only a Curl
3. A Thought for a Lonely Death-Bed
4. Cheerfulness Taught by Reason
5. Sonnets from the Portuguese. 22. When our two souls stand up erect and strong

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