How he sleepeth! having drunken
Weary childhood's mandragore,
From his pretty eyes have sunken
Pleasures, to make room for more- -
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Even though I'm a pagan, this poem strongly reminds me of Jesus due to many alusions. It's wonderful really - dark and beautiful.
This is the first time I have read this beautiful poem, but I do find it a bit sad that such contemplation should be accompanied by death.
I love old poems, they have certain touches to them that make them just right and perfect. She was a great poet and if she were still alive today, she would have been worshiped. This is personally one of my favorites. R.I.P. Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
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