Excerpt from The Letters of Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Barrett, 1845-1846, Vol. 2 of 2: With Portraits and Facsimiles You were right to bid me never again wish my poor flowers were diamonds - you could not, I think, speak so to my heart of any diamonds. God knows my life is for you to take just as you take flowers - these last please you, serve you best when plucked - and my life's rose if I dared profane that expression I would say, you have but to stoop for it. Foolish, as all words are. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.