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Browning Year Book: Selections for Every Day in the Year from the Prose and ...
Mrs. Charlotte M. Tytus
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April August better bidding bird blue born boughs breast buds Christ dare darkness death December deed doubt dream earth Eighteenth Eighth Eleventh eyes face faith fear February Fifteenth Fifth fight FIT TO TREASURE flesh forever Fourteenth Fourth furled gain God's gold grows hand heart hope hope and fear Infinite January July June Leave life's live looked love's man's March mind morning Ne'er never Nineteenth Ninth nought O'er October once pain passion past perfect praise prove rest rise Robert Browning round sake September Seventeenth Seventh sings Sixteenth Sixth sleep snow sorrow soul soul's spirit stand strength strive strong Tenth thee there's things Third Thirteenth Thirtieth Thirty-first Thou THOUGHTS FIT true truth Twelfth Twentieth Twenty-eighth Twenty-fifth Twenty-first Twenty-fourth Twenty-ninth Twenty-second Twenty-seventh Twenty-third Venice What's whence wind Winter's wood woodland fruits begun work's wrong youth
Страница 176 - And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Страница 175 - FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form, Yet the strong man must go...
Страница 31 - There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Страница 89 - That low man seeks a little thing to do, Sees it and does it: This high man, with a great thing to pursue, Dies ere he knows it.
Страница 104 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Страница 90 - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard...
Страница 167 - Sorrow is hard to bear, and doubt is slow to clear, Each sufferer says his say, his scheme of the weal and woe: But God has a few of us whom he whispers in the ear; The rest may reason and welcome: 'tis we musicians know.
Страница 76 - The gray sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep. As I gain the cove with pushing prow. And quench its speed i' the slushy sand. Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach; Three fields to cross till a farm appears; A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch And blue spurt of a lighted match. And a voice less loud, thro' its joys and fears, Than the two hearts beating each to each!
Страница 108 - So, take and use Thy work, Amend what flaws may lurk, What strain o' the stuff, what warpings past the aim! My times be in Thy hand ! Perfect the cup as planned ! Let age approve of youth, and death complete the same ! PEOSPICE Fear death?