The Letters of Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Barrett, 1845-1846 - Vol. 2

The Letters of Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Barrett, 1845-1846 - Vol. 2

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The Letters of Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Barrett, 1845-1846 - Vol. 2

The Letters of Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Barrett, 1845-1846 - Vol. 2

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You were right to bid me never again wish my poor flowers were 'diamonds'--you could not, I think, speak so to my heart of any diamonds. God knows my life is for you to take just as you take flowers:--these last please you, serve you best when plucked--and 'my life's rose" . . if I dared profane that expression I would say, you have but to 'stoop' for it. Foolish, as all words are.

You dwell on that notion of your being peculiarly isolated,--of any kindness to you, in your present state, seeming doubled and quadrupled--what do I, what could anyone infer from that but, most obviously, that it was a very fortunate thing for such kindness, and that the presumable bestower of it got all his distinction from the fact that no better . . however, I hate this and cannot go on. Dearest, believe that under ordinary circumstances, with ordinary people, all operates differently--the imaginary kindness-bestower with his ideal methods of showing and proving his love,--there would be the rival to fear!

Do not let us talk of this--you always beat me, beside, turn my own illustrations into obscurations--as in the notable case of the cards and stakes and risks I suppose, (to save my vanity!) that if I knew anything about cards . . .

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