On the 10th January, 1845, poet Robert Browning wrote to poet Elizabeth Barrett declaring
“I love your verses (her latest collection of poems) with all my heart dear Miss Barrett… – and I love you.”
And so on this day began a courtship by correspondence of two beautiful poets.
They did not actually meet until the May; Elizabeth was bedridden in a darkened room and suffering from an undiagnosed ailment. Browning waited patiently and longingly and remained undeterred in his affection for her. His weekly visits to Wimpole Street, central London were a restorative to her health.
Thus proving that love, love-letters, love-thoughts and love poetry are deeply effective remedies.
They were married in secret in September 1846 at The Mary-le-Bone Church in Marylebone, and eloped to the mild climes and less expensive life in Italy.
Poet, William Wordsworth is reported to have commented, “Well, I hope they understand one another – nobody else would.”
Thankfully (Mr Wordsworth) they absolutely did.
And so to you I say this, find someone who loves and understands you; someone you think about a little bit more than everyone else around you, and tell them…it will make them feel so much better.
‘The face of all the world is changed I think
Since first I heard the footsteps of thy soul…’
Elizabeth Barrett Browning: ‘Sonnets from the Portuguese’ VII
‘…And a voice less loud, thro’ its joys and fears,
Than two hearts beating each to each!’
Robert Browning: ‘Meeting At Night.’
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