Elizabeth and Robert Brownings’ poetry styles are quite the opposite of each other. While Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s Sonnet 43 tells of an all-encompassing, blinding, childlike devotion to anther. She describes a love that consumes the individual leaving no room for the individual, only the relationship.
Robert Browning’s Porphyria’s Lover, on the other hand, tells of a dark possessive love that also consumes the individual. It shows an ugly possessive greedy kind of love. That in the end, does not end well for either party. It’s selfish, and unapologetic about it.
To be quite honest the fact that Robert and Elizabeth Browning seem to have such opposite views of love really does not surprise me. You would think that being so polar opposite of each other should be a recipe for disaster. I think however that the simple fact that they each viewed love in this was was exactly what drew them to each other. Elizabeth Browning wanted nothing more than to continue to feel that stomach-churning excitement whenever she was near or even thought about Robert Browning, and his intensity and selfish consumption of all of her time, and attention fed right into that. Who knows perhaps his intense behavior both scared and excited her at the same time.



