Sonnets from the Portuguese, Sonnet 29

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Belew S.R.-Sonnet #29

Elizabeth Barrett Browning's
Sonnets from the Portuguese, Sonnet 29

THINK of thee!--my thoughts do twine and bud
About thee, as wild vines--about a tree
Put out broad leaves, and soon there's nought to see
Except the straggling green which hides the wood.
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
I will not have my thoughts instead of thee
Who art dearer, better! Rather instantly
Renew thy presence; as a strong tree should,
Rustle thy boughs and set thy trunk all bare.
And let these bands of greenery which insphere thee

Drop heavily down,--burst, shattered, every-where
Because, in this deep joy to see and hear thee
And breathe within thy shadow a new air,
I do not think of thee--I am too near thee.

My thoughts do twine and bud about thee,
as wild vines, about a tree.

To my beloved