I thank all who have loved me in their hearts, <br />With thanks and love from mine. Deep thanks to all <br />Who paused a little near the prison-wall <br />To hear my music in its louder parts <br />Ere they went onward, each one to the mart's <br />Or temple's occupation, beyond call. <br />But thou, who, in my voice's sink and fall <br />When the sob took it, thy divinest Art's <br />Own instrument didst drop down at thy foot <br />To hearken what I said between my tears,... <br />Instruct me how to thank thee! Oh, to shoot <br />My soul's full meaning into future years, <br />That they should lend it utterance, and salute <br />Love that endures, from Life that disappears!<br /><br />Elizabeth Barrett Browning<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-xli-i-thank-all/
