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Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Sonnet XXIV: Let the World`s SharpnessElizabeth Barrett Browning - Sonnet XXIV: Let the World`s Sharpness
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Let the world`s sharpness like a clasping knife Shut in upon itself and do no harm In this close hand of Love, now soft and warm, And let us hear no sound of human strife After the click of the shutting.  Life to life - I lean upon thee, Dear, without alarm, And feel as safe as guarded by a charm Against the stab of worldlings, who if rife Are weak to injure.  Very whitely still The lilies of our lives may reassure Their blossoms from their roots, accessible Alone to heavenly dews that drop not fewer; Growing straight, out of man`s reach, on the hill. God only, who made us rich, can make us poor.
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