#Elizabeth barrett
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eternal--returned · 2 months ago
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Cynthia Grow ֍ Love Letters - Robert Browning to Elizabeth Barrett, Sept 1846 (2024)
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I've just acquired a copy of Elizabeth Barrett Browning's verse novel Aurora Leigh which I am very excited to start reading but can I just take a moment to draw attention to this arresting cover image.
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It's a photograph of the French dancer Cléo de Mérode taken by Léopold-Émile Reutlinger, a German-Jewish photographer who took some truly exquisite images. It's also highly anachronistic since neither model or photographer were even born when Aurora Leigh was published in 1856 (naughty Oxford University Press!) but every time I see it lying around the house I'm drawn to it. So a good cover in that sense I think!
Some more photographs by Reutlinger:
French Soprano Aino Ackté
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French actress Geneviève Lantelme
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Poet and dramatist Edmond Rostand (the guy who wrote Cyrano de Bergerac)
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petaltexturedskies · 28 days ago
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh
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flowerytale · 1 year ago
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning, from Aurora Leigh
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hairtusk · 2 years ago
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Clasped Hands of Robert and Elizabeth Barrett Browning, by Harriet Hosmer (1853)
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laurapetrie · 8 months ago
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I had my heart in books & poetry, & my experience in reveries. Books & dreams were what I lived in.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning in a letter to Robert Browning, dated March 20, 1845
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seraphinesaintclair · 2 months ago
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning, “The Autumn”
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dairyofateenagepoet · 4 months ago
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academic-vampire · 1 month ago
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I am always astounded when I ask a male literature major which writers they like, and they don’t name ANY women …
(Like dude you say you like fucking HEMMINGWAY???? But not, like, oh I don’t know, Rossetti or Plath or Bradstreet or O’Connor or Welty or Woolf or Austen or Alcott or the Brontës or Shelley or Hurston or Dillard or Dickinson or Jackson or Chopin or Gilman or Atwood or Wharton or Angelou or Stowe or Sappho or E. Browning or…—????)
Don’t even get me started… (too late)
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umi-no-onnanoko · 7 months ago
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eternal--returned · 2 months ago
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Cynthia Grow ֍ Love Letters - Robert Browning to Elizabeth Barrett, 10 Jan 1845 (2024)
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Sonnet 1 from Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnets from the Portuguese.
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petaltexturedskies · 2 months ago
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Witch, scholar, poet, dreamer, and the rest
Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Aurora Leigh
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dabiconcordia · 3 months ago
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How do I love thee?
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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piningintrovert · 1 year ago
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Prapai and Sky exchanging their vows (feat. a quote by the 19th century English poet, Elizabeth Barrett Browning) — WEDDING PLAN (2023), dir. Ne Neti Suwanjinda  
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orth82 · 25 days ago
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"I love thee.. with the breath, smiles, tears of all my life," Crowley said softly, earnestly.  "And, if She choose," here he paused to take his angel's face in his hands and place the most tender kiss upon his mouth.  
"I shall but love thee better after death," Aziraphale whispered along with his lover, their lips (sore and bruised from days and nights of constant kissing) gently brushing against each other despite the pain.
As a final punctuation mark, he pressed his forehead to the angel's and held it there a moment before taking Aziraphale's soft hand and kissing the back of it. 
"Modern literature, Crowley?" Aziraphale remarked with a little sniff and a confounded shake of his head, clearly moved.  "You never cease to amaze me, my dear boy." 
~Every Day's Most Quiet Need [Mature]
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