III
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
· (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of The Claim
"The Sun has struck my brain to weary peace,
Whereby, constrained and pale,
I spin for him a larger golden fleece
Than Jason's, yearning for as full a sail!
Sweet Grief, when thou hast sighed to thy mind,
Give me a sigh for wind,—