Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portuguese XXV lyrics
[Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portuguese XXV lyrics]
From year to year until I saw thy face
And sorrow after sorrow took the place
Of all those natural joys as lightly worn
As the stringed pearls
Each lifted in it's turn
By a beating heart at dance-time hopes apace
Were changed to long despairs
Till God's own grace
Could scarcely lift above the world forlorn
My heavy heart then thou didst bid me bring
And let it drop adown thy calmly great
Deep being! Fast it sinketh, as a thing
Which it's own nature doth precipitate
While thine doth close above it, mediating
Betwixt the stars and the unaccomplished fate