ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING - David Bates Poems

 
 

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ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING

Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Sat gossiping with Robert.
(She was really a raving beauty in her day.
With Mary Pickford curls in clouds and whirls.)
She was trying to think of something nice to say,
So she pointed to a page by her fellow star and sage,
And said: "I wish that I could write that way!"