Show THE POETASTER SINGS HIS LAY LAYA A False Step Elizabeth Elizabcth Barrett was nai born at Burn Durn Hall Ilahi Durham England March 6 6 1806 anc and died at Florence Italy June 31 30 30 1861 She was tile eldest daughter of Edward Moulton lout Moul- ton who took the name of oC Barrett shortly short short- I ly after his birth Her lEer gift gUt for learning was vas extraordinary at 8 years ears sho she had a tutor and amI could read rc-ad Homer In the Inal holding her book In one ono hand and nu ln her doll on the other othor arm At Atthe Atthe the same age too she sho b began gan writing po po- ems When hen she sho was about 11 or 1 12 she an epic of oC the Battle BaUle of or Marathon In four books and her father had It print print- oil ed She married Robert BrownIng Bro In ISIS and resided In Ita Italy I chiefly at I Florence during the remainder of or her life She Sho was the tho author of ot Prometheus Bound and Miscellaneous Poems 1533 Seraphim and Other Poems Poems' 1 J Poems P ms 1611 1811 Casa Casl Guldi GuIdi Windows 51 1551 Aurora Leigh 1557 Poems Before Detoro Congress US O etc l Sweet thou hast trod on a n heart Pass theres there's a world orld full Zuli ull of ot men And women as HI fair as J thou art Must do such things 3 now and then Thou only hast unaware Malice allce not one can Impute And wh why should a heart have hare be been n there ther In tho the t way of ot a fair full womans woman's foot It was not a stone that could trip Nor or was It a n. thorn that could rend rend- Put up thy proud i l merely mereb the tho heart of oC a friend And yet peradventure one day da- Thou sitting alone at the glass class Remarking the tho bloom gono gone awn away Where here the tho smile In Its was And seek seeking In IT around th thoo o In tn vain From Front hundreds who before tor Such Sueh a word as 89 Oh not In Iii tho main Do I b behold hold thee less but hut more Thou wilt sigh elgh very ry like on thy part part- Of Ot all I have hare known or can know I wish I had only that heart henrt I trod upon apes ages ago Dy By Elizabeth Barrett DrowninG Browning |