Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes About Children

Quotes about: Children

• Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers?

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  Brother, Children, Childhood

  'The Cry of the Children' (1844) st. 1

• Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  Mom, Mother, Baby

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1871). “Poetical Works”, p.321

• Children use the fist until they are of age to use the brain.

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  Children, Brain, Age

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1872). “Poetical Works”, p.276

• The sweetest lives are those to duty wed, Whose deeds, both great and small Are close-knot strands of an unbroken thread There love ennobles all. The world may sound no trumpets, ring no bells The book of life the shining record tells. Thy love shall chant its own beatitudes After its own life-workings. A child's kiss Set on thy sighing lips shall make thee glad; A poor man served by thee shall make thee rich; A sick man helped by thee shall make thee strong; Thou shalt serve thyself by every sense, Of service which thou renderest.

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  Love, Life, Strong

• A child's kiss Set on thy sighing lips shall make thee glad; A poor man served by thee shall make thee rich; A sick man helped by thee shall make thee strong; Thou shalt be served thyself by every sense Of service which thou renderest.

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  Strong, Children, Kissing

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1871). “The Poetical Works of”, p.71

• But the child's sob curses deeper in the silence than the strong man in his wrath!

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  Strong, Children, Men

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning, “The Cry Of The Children”

• I remember, when I was a child and wrote poems in little clasped books, I used to kiss the books and put them away tenderly because I had been happy near them, and take them out by turns when I was going from home, to cheer them by the change of air and the pleasure of the new place. This, not for the sake of the verses written in them, and not for the sake of writing more verses in them, but from pure gratitude.

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  Gratitude, Cheer, Children

  Robert Browning, Elizabeth Barrett Browning (2009). “The Letters of Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Browning: 1845-1846”, p.54, The Floating Press

• For me, my heart, that erst did go
  Most like a tired child at a show,
  That sees through tears the mummers leap,
  Would now its wearied vision close,
  Would childlike on His love repose,
  Who giveth His Beloved, sleep.

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  Children, Tired, Heart

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1882). “'He Giveth His Beloved Sleep'”, p.1, Library of Alexandria

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