“You see, we’re tired, my heart and I,
We dealt with books, we trusted men,
And in our own blood drenched the pen.”
More from Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“You’re something between a dream and a miracle.”
“You’re something between a dream and a miracle.”
“I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.”
“You’re something between a dream and a miracle.”