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Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Sonnet XV: Accuse Me Not
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Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear 
Too calm and sad a face in front of thine; 
For we two look two ways, and cannot shine 
With the same sunlight on our brow and hair. 
On me thou lookest with no doubting care, 
As on a bee in a crystalline; 
Since sorrow hath shut me safe in love`s divine 
And to spread wing and fly in the outer air 
Were most impossible failure, if I strove 
To fail so. But I look on thee—on thee— 
Beholding, besides love, the end of love, 
Hearing oblivion beyond memory; 
As one who sits and gazes from above, 
Over the rivers to the bitter sea.
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