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Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Sonnet V: I Lift My Heavy Heart UpElizabeth Barrett Browning - Sonnet V: I Lift My Heavy Heart Up
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I lift my heavy heart up solemnly, As once Electra her sepulchral urn, And, looking in thine eyes, I overturn The ashes at thy feet.  Behold and see What a great heap of grief lay hid in me, And how the red wild sparkles dimly burn Through the ashen greyness.  If thy foot in scorn Could tread them out to darkness utterly, It might be well perhaps.  But if instead Thou wait beside me for the wind to blow The grey dust up,…those laurels on thine head, O my Belovèd, will not shield thee so, That none of all the fires shall scorch and shred The hair beneath.  Stand farther off then! go.
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