Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portuguese XXXIX lyrics
[Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portuguese XXXIX lyrics]
Because thou hast the power
And own'st the grace
To look through and behind this mask of me
(Against which years have
Beat thus blanchingly
With their rains) , and behold
My soul's true face
The dim and weary witness of life's race, -
Because thou hast the faith and love to see
Through that same soul's
Distracting lethargy
The patient angel waiting for a place
In the new Heavens, -because nor sin nor woe
Nor God's infliction, nor
Death's neighbourhood
Nor all which others viewing, turn to go
Nor all which makes me
Tired of all, self-viewed, -
Nothing repels thee, dearest, teach me so
To pour out gratitude, as thou dost good!
And own'st the grace
To look through and behind this mask of me
(Against which years have
Beat thus blanchingly
With their rains) , and behold
My soul's true face
The dim and weary witness of life's race, -
Because thou hast the faith and love to see
Through that same soul's
Distracting lethargy
The patient angel waiting for a place
In the new Heavens, -because nor sin nor woe
Nor God's infliction, nor
Death's neighbourhood
Nor all which others viewing, turn to go
Nor all which makes me
Tired of all, self-viewed, -
Nothing repels thee, dearest, teach me so
To pour out gratitude, as thou dost good!