Sonnet XXXIII: Yes, Call Me by My Pet-Name!

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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Yes, call me by my pet-name! let me hear
The name I used to run at, when a child,
From innocent play, and leave the cowslips piled,
To glance up in some face that proved me dear
With the look of its eyes. I miss the clear
Fond voices which, being drawn and reconciled
Into the music of Heaven's undefiled,
Call me no longer. Silence on the bier,
While I call God--call God!--So let thy mouth
Be heir to those who are now exanimate.
Gather the north flowers to complete the south,
And catch the early love up in the late.
Yes, call me by that name,--and I, in truth,
With the same heart, will answer and not wait.

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  • maggieleist

    OMG I JUST REMEMBERED THIS POEM "SONNET XXXIII: YES, CALL ME BY MY PET-NAME!" BY ELIXABETH BARRETT BROWNING THAT I READ WHEN I WAS YOUNGER. MAKES ME THINK OF THE GOOD OLD DAYS WHEN I WAS A KID. POEM WAS SO LITTERED WITH EMOTION. GOTTA LOVE THE CLASSICS.

    • Crazy Walter

      Love the sweetness and nostalgia in this.