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"and wilt thou have me fashion into speech"...
This is one of my *favorite* of E.B.B's poems. All of her works in 'Sonnets from the Protuguese' have that wonderful obviousness in them-- that simple and direct expression of the feelings she had at the time.
It's an easy concept to relate to-that fear of expression an emotion, lest one is hurt by that expression. I find the line "I drop it at thy feet" signifigant. As if she suggests that, although she cannot put her feelings into words for Robert to hear, she cannot help but to give them to him anyway...
The last four lines, I find slightly troubleing... any thoughts, anyone, on their meaning?
illy from Australia