Elizabeth Barrett Browning on Ivy
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“Walls must get the weather stain Before they grow the ivy.”
“That headlong ivy! not a leaf will grow But thinking of a wreath, Large leaves, smooth leaves, Serrated like my vines, and half as green. I like such ivy, bold to leap a height Twas strong to climb! as good to grow on graves As twist about a thyrsus, pretty too (And that's not ill) when twisted round a comb.”