| Love is the language of the heart. It speaks softly | | | | elder poet. They eloped and were married in St. |
| that no one hears but the sky. Love is not divided | | | | Mazylebone Parish Church without the presence of |
| when it is shared. After you learn to share, you | | | | family, guests and no music and ceremony A secret |
| realize It grows larger, it multiplies and you let go for | | | | marriage Then they escaped to France and later on |
| freedom. The biggest kind of love is best | | | | to Italy. Love made Elizabeth stronger, the climate in |
| remembered like huge wings of birds opening to fly | | | | Florence inspired the romantic couple. The scenic |
| It leaves unforgettable memories behind As William | | | | environment influenced their literary works. They |
| Wordsworth wrote, "To catch the breezy air, and I | | | | earned enough to maintain a comfortable household. |
| must think, do all I can, that there was pleasure | | | | After several miscarriages, Elizabeth D Browning gave |
| there " What more can we say when the stamp of | | | | birth to a healthy son on her 43rd birthday. Their |
| first kiss is absorbed tenderly by the lips of lovers? | | | | circle of love included their son Robert Browning. Jr |
| Here's how novelist Susan Wilson wrote about the | | | | and nicknamed him. Pen A few months after her |
| love of a lady painter and a man. the victim of a | | | | son's birth. Elizabeth presented to her husband the |
| disfiguring disease "He opened his arms and I went | | | | manuscript of Son nets From the Portuguese, which |
| into them He murmured to me and slowly his arms | | | | included the most loved poem of any age. " How do |
| strengthened, and my arms went around him until we | | | | I love thee?" If we shall count, Elizabeth loved Robert |
| held each other As naturally as weeping, they were | | | | 44 ways counting each sonnet. In memory of his |
| gently met by our lips for one instant. | | | | beloved wife, Robert wrote this tribute on a roman- |
| Slowly, I felt the awakening of desire as his kiss | | | | tic and spiritual level that only a loving husband could |
| grew more ardent. (their love story is similar to the | | | | express "I feel your brain prompt mine, Your heart |
| beauty and the beast )" The reality of true love is | | | | antici pate my heart, You must be just be- fore, in |
| not measured by physical appearance There's no | | | | fine, See and make me see, for your part, New |
| fresh surprise at the depth of simplicity or ugliness. | | | | depth of the divine" |
| but the telegraph of human need, desire and longing | | | | Roses and lily are messengers of love. These classic |
| for passion Nothing less, everything is more Yes, this | | | | blossoms invigorates the romantic senses of lovers. |
| is the mystery of love shared and received without | | | | Flowers are delicate delights of painters, writers and |
| words in a passion- ate kiss. A delicate essence that | | | | music composers, too. With its celestial fragrance |
| even the hair is delighted to breathe the | | | | from heaven, white flowers symbolize purity and |
| best-inspirational love poem "How do I love thee? let | | | | fidelity. Ms Lydia M. Child said, answers are the |
| me count the ways I love thee to the depth and | | | | signature of angels, loved by all men for the beauty |
| breadth and height my soul can reach when feeling | | | | of their character. few can decipher even fragments |
| out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I | | | | of their meaning". William Shakespeare added a |
| love thee to the level of every day's most quiet | | | | tribute to the refinement and eternal pleasure of |
| need, by sun and candlelight 1 love thee freely, as | | | | white flowers "Yet marked I where the bold of |
| men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they all for | | | | Cupid fell. It fell upon a little flower; Before milk-white, |
| praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my | | | | now purple with love's mind, And maiden call it |
| old grief's and with my childhood's faith I love thee | | | | LOVE-IN-IDLENESS" There are several ways of |
| with a love I seemed to lose. With my lost saints I | | | | sending love-message through flowers The classic |
| love thee with the breath, smiles, tears. of all my life! | | | | gift of 3-stems of red rosebuds (thorn scraped off) |
| And if God chooses, I shall but love thee after death! | | | | means "I love You" in the reamed art of proposal. A |
| Imagine, Elizabeth Barrett was an ailing spinster when | | | | bunch of orchids or a bouquet is a joyful feeling on |
| she wrote this in 1840, after Robert Browning | | | | the feast of loving hearts. Forget-me-not blossoms |
| proposed to her. Their friendship started through a | | | | remind of true love. Blue violet faithfulness Lilac |
| five-month correspondence. which prompted the | | | | perfume signifies purity and first love Calla lily for |
| famous Robert Browning to declare his undying | | | | fidelity. A potpourri of rose petals in a heart-shaped |
| devotion to her poems and his pride and Joy at her | | | | pouch means "You belong to my heart" Our romantic |
| praise of his work. A daughter of wealth, Elizabeth | | | | creativity surfaces on sunny optimism isn't it exciting? |
| was sickly but her pale, fine skin, expressive dark | | | | C'mon say it with flowers! |
| eyes and black hair charmed Robert Browning, the | | | | |