Robert Browning to Elizabeth Barrett, letter postmarked 10 January 1845: 'I love your verses with all my heart, dear Miss Barrett [...] since the day last week when I first read your poems, I quite laugh to remember how I have been turning and turning again in my mind what I should be able to tell you of their effect upon me [...] part of me it has become, this great living poetry of yours, not a flower of which but took root and grew [...] talking with whoever is worthy, I can give a reason for my faith in one and another excellence, the fresh strange music, the affluent language, the exquisite pathos and true new brave thought -- but in thus addressing myself to you, your own self, and for the first time, my feeling rises altogether [goes on to describe how had previously missed opportunity of being introduced to Barrett by their mutual friend John Kenyon].'