Friday.
“Look down on you”,-my Ba? I would die for you, with triumphant happiness, God knows,-at a signal from your hand! But that,-look down,-never, tho’ you bade me again & again, and in such words! I look up,-always up,-My Ba, when I indulge in my deepest luxury, I make you stand .. do you not know that? I sit, and my Ba chooses to let me sit, and stands by,-understanding all the same how the relation really is between us,-how I would, and do, kiss her feet,-my Queen’s feet!
Do you feel for me so, my love? I seldom dare to try and speak to you of your love for me .. my love I am allowed to profess .. I could not steadily (I have tried, whether you noticed it or no, and could not) .. say aloud “and you love me”!- Because it is altogether a blessing of your gift,-irrespective of my love to you,-however it may go to increase it- Here are the words however- Human conviction is weak enough, no doubt,-but, when I forget these words, and this answer of my heart to them,--I cannot say it-
May God bless you, dearest dearest,-my Ba!
[8 May 1846]. Browning, Robert to Browning, Elizabeth Barrett.
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1846-05-08
Author
Browning, Robert
Recipient
Browning, Elizabeth Barrett
Letter Text
Friday.
“Look down on you”,-my Ba? I would die for you, with triumphant happiness, God knows,-at a signal from your hand! But that,-look down,-never, tho’ you bade me again & again, and in such words! I look up,-always up,-My Ba, when I indulge in my deepest luxury, I make you stand .. do you not know that? I sit, and my Ba chooses to let me sit, and stands by,-understanding all the same how the relation really is between us,-how I would, and do, kiss her feet,-my Queen’s feet!
Do you feel for me so, my love? I seldom dare to try and speak to you of your love for me .. my love I am allowed to profess .. I could not steadily (I have tried, whether you noticed it or no, and could not) .. say aloud “and you love me”!- Because it is altogether a blessing of your gift,-irrespective of my love to you,-however it may go to increase it- Here are the words however- Human conviction is weak enough, no doubt,-but, when I forget these words, and this answer of my heart to them,--I cannot say it-
May God bless you, dearest dearest,-my Ba!