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Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnet 44: "Belovèd, thou hast brought me many flowers"

Elizabeth Barrett Browning masterfully employs the Petrarchan form in her classic sonnet sequence, her tribute to her belovèd husband.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Introduction and Text of Sonnet 44: "Belovèd, thou hast brought me many flowers"

Elizabeth Barrett Browning's sonnet 44, from her classic sonnet sequence, Sonnets from the Portuguese, is the final poem, which completes this remarkable sequence of love poems. This sonnet finds the speaker musing on the flowers that her belovèd has brought to her. The speaker quickly transforms the physical blossoms into metaphysical blooms that symbolize the lovers' bond.

After all the handwringing of self-doubt that has plagued the speaker throughout this sequence, she must now find a way to assure both herself and her belovèd that her mind set has transformed itself from the dire negative to a shining positive. The speaker must show her fiancé that they are bound together with an exceptional love. She must also make it clear that she understands the strong ties they now possess.

The speaker's metaphoric comparison of the love gifts of physical flowers and the symbolic flowers that she has created from her own heart soil will remain an eternal reminder to both herself and her belovèd as they travel the road of marriage together.

Sonnet 44: "Belovèd, thou hast brought me many flowers"

Belovèd, thou hast brought me many flowers
Plucked in the garden, all the summer through
And winter, and it seemed as if they grew
In this close room, nor missed the sun and showers.
So, in the like name of that love of ours,
Take back these thoughts which here unfolded too,
And which on warm and cold days I withdrew
From my heart’s ground. Indeed, those beds and bowers
Be overgrown with bitter weeds and rue,
And wait thy weeding; yet here’s eglantine,
Here’s ivy!—take them, as I used to do
Thy flowers, and keep them where they shall not pine
Instruct thine eyes to keep their colors true,
And tell thy soul their roots are left in mine.

Reading of Sonnet 44: "Belovèd, thou hast brought me many flowers"

Commentary

The final sonnet in the sequence assures her belovèd that she has finally accepted his gift of love.

First Quatrain: A Gift of Flowers

Belovèd, thou hast brought me many flowers
Plucked in the garden, all the summer through
And winter, and it seemed as if they grew
In this close room, nor missed the sun and showers.

The speaker muses about the flowers that her belovèd has given her during summer. To her it seems that the flowers have remained as vibrant indoors in her "close room" as they were outside in the "sun and showers."

These miraculous flowers seem to have remained healthy and glowing even during winter. The speaker then insists that they "grew / In this close room" and that they did not miss "the sun and showers."

Of course, the physical flowers are just the motivation for the musing, which transforms the physical blooms into flowers of a metaphysical sort—those that have impressed images upon her soul, beyond the image on the retina.

Second Quatrain: Sonnets as Flower-Thoughts

So, in the like name of that love of ours,
Take back these thoughts which here unfolded too,
And which on warm and cold days I withdrew
From my heart’s ground. Indeed, those beds and bowers

Thus, the speaker commands her belovèd to "take back these thoughts which here unfolded too." She is referring to her sonnets, which are her flower-thoughts given to her belovèd to honor their love. The speaker affirms that she has plucked her sonnet-flowers "from [her] heart’s ground." And the creative speaker has composed her tributes on "warm and cold days."

The weather in the speaker's heart and soul was always equal to producing fine blossoms for her loved one. As the speaker basked in his love, the flower "beds and bowers" produced these poems with floral fragrance and hues.

First Tercet: Correcting Her Clumsiness

Be overgrown with bitter weeds and rue,
And wait thy weeding; yet here’s eglantine,
Here’s ivy!—take them, as I used to do

The speaker then inserts her usual self-deprecatory thoughts, admitting that her floral efforts are surely, "overgrown with bitter weeds and rue," but she gladly submits them for him to "weed" as needed.

The speaker's gifted and talented belovèd can correct her clumsiness. She names two of her poems "eglantine" and "ivy" and commands him to "take them," as she used to take his gifts of flowers, and probably gifts of his own poems to her as well.

Second Tercet: In His Care

Thy flowers, and keep them where they shall not pine
Instruct thine eyes to keep their colors true,
And tell thy soul their roots are left in mine.

The speaker commands her belovèd to safeguard her pieces so "they shall not pine." In his care, she will also not pine. And the poem will "instruct [his] eyes" to the true feelings she bears for him.

The speaker's poems will henceforth remind him that she feels bound to him at the soul. Soul qualities have always been more important to this speaker than physical and mental qualities. The "colors true" of this speaker's sonnets will continue to pour forth her love for her belovèd and "tell [his] soul their roots are left in [hers]." Each sonnet will reinforce their love and celebrate the life they will make together.

The Brownings

The Brownings

This content is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and is not meant to substitute for formal and individualized advice from a qualified professional.

© 2017 Linda Sue Grimes

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