Quote by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
And wilt thou have me fashion into speechThe love I bear thee, finding words enough,And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough,Between our faces, to cast light on each? -I dropt it at thy feet. I cannot teachMy hand to hold my spirits so far offFrom myself--me--that I should bring thee proofIn words, of love hid in me out of reach.Nay, let the silence of my womanhoodCommend my woman-love to thy belief, -Seeing that I stand unwon, however wooed,And rend the garment of my life, in brief,By a most dauntless, voiceless fortitude,Lest one touch of this heart convey its grief.
Summary
In this quote, the speaker is expressing their inability to put their love into words. They are willing to try and find the right words, but ultimately feel that their love is so deep and inaccessible that no amount of speech could fully capture it. Instead, they rely on the silence of their womanhood to convey their love to the person they desire, demonstrating a strong and unwavering fortitude in the face of unrequited love. The speaker chooses to remain silent, guarding their heart's grief rather than risk exposing it to further pain.
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