Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes

The cypress stood up like a churchThat night we felt our love would hold,And saintly moonlight seemed to searchAnd wash the whole world clean as gold;The olives crystallized the vales'Broad slopes until the hills grew strong:The fireflies and the nightingalesThrobbed each to either, flame and song.The nightingales, the nightingales.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Quotes to Explore

This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to our policies regarding the use of cookies.