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Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Sonnet XLI: I Thank All
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I thank all who have loved me in their hearts, 
With thanks and love from mine. Deep thanks to all 
Who paused a little near the prison-wall 
To hear my music in its louder parts 
Ere they went onward, each one to the mart`s 
Or temple`s occupation, beyond call. 
But thou, who, in my voice`s sink and fall 
When the sob took it, thy divinest Art`s 
Own instrument didst drop down at thy foot 
To hearken what I said between my tears,… 
Instruct me how to thank thee! Oh, to shoot 
My soul`s full meaning into future years, 
That they should lend it utterance, and salute 
Love that endures, from Life that disappears!
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