Beautifully sad poems revealing EBB's sorrow & resignation to a life of loneliness, her disbelief at becoming the object of RB's ardent love, her low self-esteem & feelings of unworthiness, gradually, and only partially, transformed by hope & constancy of affection.
I don't know enough about their lives, but from the little I do, it seems Elizabeth and Robert did find happiness together, and I hope she came to feel herself worthy of being loved ❤️