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Elizabeth Barrett Browning
1806 –
1861
If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say,
"I love her for her smile—her look—her way
Of speaking gently,—for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of pleasant ease on such a day"—
For these things in themselves, Belovèd, may
Be changed, or change for thee—and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry:
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou mayst love on, through love's eternity.
This poem is in the public domain.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Born in 1806 at Coxhoe Hall, Durham, England, Elizabeth Barrett Browning was a celebrated English poet of the Romantic Movement.
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How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
1850
The Seraph and Poet
The seraph sings before the manifest
God-one, and in the burning of the Seven,
And with the full life of consummate Heaven
Heaving beneath him like a mother’s breast
Warm with her first-born’s slumber in that nest!
The poet sings upon the earth grave-riven:
Before the naughty world soon self-forgiven
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When our two souls... (Sonnet 22)
When our two souls stand up erect and strong,
Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher,
Until the lengthening wings break into fire
At either curvèd point,—what bitter wrong
Can the earth do to us, that we should not long
Be here contented? Think. In mounting higher,
The angels would press on us and aspire
To drop some golden orb of perfect song
Into our deep, dear silence.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
1850
When she does not find love, she may find poetry. Because she does not act, she observes, she feels, she records; a color, a smile awakens profound echoes within her; her destiny is outside her, scattered in cities already built, on the faces of men already marked by life, she makes contact, she relishes with passion and yet in a manner more detached, more free, than that of a young man. Being poorly integrated in the universe of humanity and hardly able to adapt herself therein, she, like the child, is able to see it objectively; instead of being interested solely in her grasp on things, she looks for their significance; she catches their special outlines, their unexpected metamorphoses. She rarely feels a bold creativeness, and usually she lacks the technique of self-expression; but in her conversation, her letters, her literary essays, her sketches, she manifests an original sensitivity. The young girl throws herself into things with ardor, because she is not yet deprived of her transcendence; and the fact that she accomplishes nothing, that she is nothing, will make her impulses only the more passionate. Empty and unlimited, she seeks from within her nothingness to attain All.
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Patrice Lumumba
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Patrice Lumumba (1925-1961) fut le premier Premier ministre de la République du Congo après son indépendance en 1960, et est considéré comme un héros national du Congo-Kinshasa. Leader anticolonialiste, il lutta contre la domination belge et pour une indépendance réelle, mais fut renversé et assassiné en 1961, dans des circonstances qui impliquent des acteurs belges, américains et congolais. Son histoire est celle d'un combat pour l'émancipation du Congo, mais aussi d'une déstabilisation fomentée par des puissances étrangères pour s'assurer un contrôle sur les ressources du pays.
Jeunesse et ascension politique
Origines et formation :
Né le 2 juillet 1925 dans le Congo belge, Patrice Lumumba était de parents agriculteurs catholiques. Il fut expulsé de l'école pour avoir contesté l'autorité, mais réussit ensuite à se former et à s'intégrer dans la vie publique, devenant un homme politique de premier plan.
Lutte pour l'indépendance :
Il fut un ardent défenseur de l'émancipation du Congo belge, incarnant un espoir d'indépendance réelle pour son pays. Il fonda le Mouvement National Congolais (MNC) et devint une figure centrale de la lutte anti-belge.
Leadership et indépendance
Le discours historique :
Le 30 juin 1960, jour de l'indépendance du Congo, Lumumba prononça un discours mémorable au Palais de la Nation, dénonçant la colonisation belge et affirmant la volonté d'une indépendance réelle.
Premier Premier Ministre :
Il fut le premier Premier ministre du Congo indépendant de juin à septembre 1960.
Chute et assassinat
Déstabilisation :
L'indépendance fut rapidement suivie par une crise. Lumumba se heurta aux intérêts belges et américains, qui craignaient une perte d'influence dans cette région riche en ressources.
Déposition et mort :
Il fut renversé et exilé. Le 17 janvier 1961, il fut torturé et assassiné au Katanga, une sécession minière soutenue par des puissances étrangères.
Crime et dissimulation :
Son corps fut démembré, dissous dans de l'acide et jeté dans une fosse commune. L'objectif était de falsifier l'histoire et d'effacer les preuves de la participation d'acteurs belges et américains à son élimination.
Héritage
Héros national :
Patrice Lumumba est aujourd'hui une icône et un héros national du Congo-Kinshasa.
Une lutte continue :
Sa mort tragique a marqué le début d'une lutte pour la vérité et la justice, et ses descendants continuent de défendre ses idées politiques.