These links take you to the digitised manuscript pages. Please note that the transcriptions are of Phoebe Anna Traquair's text, and not the definitive version of Elizabeth Barrett Browning's sonnets.
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Sonnet 1 | I thought once how Theocritus had sung |
Sonnet 2 | But only three in all God's universe |
Sonnet 3 | Unlike are we, O princely Heart |
Sonnet 4 | Thou hast thy calling to some palace-floor |
Sonnet 5 | I lift my heavy heart up solemnly |
Sonnet 6 | Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand |
Sonnet 7 | The face of all the world is changed, I think |
Sonnet 8 | What can I give thee back, O liberal |
Sonnet 9 | Can it be right to give what I can give |
Sonnet 10 | Yet, Love, mere Love, is beautiful indeed |
Sonnet 11 | And therefore if to love can be desert |
Sonnet 12 | Indeed this very love which is my boast |
Sonnet 13 | And wilt thou have me fashion into speech |
Sonnet 14 | If thou must love me, let it be for nought |
Sonnet 15 | Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear |
Sonnet 16 | And yet, because thou overcomest so |
Sonnet 17 | My poet, thou canst touch on all the notes |
Sonnet 18 | I never gave a lock of hair away |
Sonnet 19 | The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise |
Sonnet 20 | BELOVED, my BELOVED, when I think |
Sonnet 21 | Say over again, and yet once over again |
Sonnet 22 | When our two souls stand up erect and strong |
Sonnet 23 | Is it indeed so? If I lay here dead |
Sonnet 24 | Let the world's sharpness, like a clasping knife |
Sonnet 25 | A heavy heart, Belovëd, have I borne |
Sonnet 26 | I Lived with visions for my company |
Sonnet 27 | My own Beloved, who hast lifted me |
Sonnet 28 | My letters! all dead paper, mute and white |
Sonnet 29 | I think of thee – my thoughts do twine and bud |
Sonnet 30 | I see thine image through my tears tonight |
Sonnet 31 | Thou comest! all is said without a word |
Sonnet 32 | The first time that the son rose on thine oath |
Sonnet 33 | Yes call me by my pet name! let me hear |
Sonnet 34 | With the same heart, I said, I'll answer thee |
Sonnet 35 | If I leave all for thee, wilt thou exchange |
Sonnet 36 | When we met first and loved I did not build |
Sonnet 37 | Pardon, oh pardon, that my soul should make |
Sonnet 38 | First time he kissed me, he but only kissed |
Sonnet 39 | Because thou hast the power and own'st the grace |
Sonnet 40 | Oh, yes! they love through all this world of ours |
Sonnet 41 | I thank all who have loved me in their hearts |
Sonnet 42 | My future will not copy fair my past |
Sonnet 43 | How do I love thee? Let me count the ways |
Sonnet 44 | Belovëd thou hast brought me many flowers |
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