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Beloved, my Beloved (Sonnet 20 ) / Elizabeth Barrett Browning


Beloved, my Beloved (Sonnet XX )

Elizabeth Barrett Browning


Beloved, my Beloved, when I think

That thou wast in the world a year ago,

What time I sate alone here in the snow

And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink

No moment at thy voice ... but, link by link,

Went counting all my chains, as if that so

They never could fall off at any blow