The Complete Poetic and Dramatic Works of Robert BrowningHoughton Mifflin, 1895 - 1033 страница |
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... beside me ever And never failing me ; so , though my mind Forgets not , not a shred of life forgets , Yet I can take a secret pride in calling The dark past up to quell it regally . A mind like this must dissipate itself , But I have ...
... beside me ever And never failing me ; so , though my mind Forgets not , not a shred of life forgets , Yet I can take a secret pride in calling The dark past up to quell it regally . A mind like this must dissipate itself , But I have ...
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... beside thee ( Lady , couldst thou know ! ) May turn away thick with fast gathering tears : I glance not where all gaze : thrilling and low Their passionate praises reach thee - my cheek wears Alone no wonder when thou passest by ; Thy ...
... beside thee ( Lady , couldst thou know ! ) May turn away thick with fast gathering tears : I glance not where all gaze : thrilling and low Their passionate praises reach thee - my cheek wears Alone no wonder when thou passest by ; Thy ...
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... beside me , Festus , as you say ; You saw me plunge in their pursuits whom fame Is lavish to attest the lords of mind , Not pausing to make sure the prize in view Would satiate my cravings when obtained , But since they strove I strove ...
... beside me , Festus , as you say ; You saw me plunge in their pursuits whom fame Is lavish to attest the lords of mind , Not pausing to make sure the prize in view Would satiate my cravings when obtained , But since they strove I strove ...
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... Beside , and call deep silence for thy songs , And worship thee , as I had ne'er been meant To fill thy throne : but none shall ever know ! Sing to me ; for already thy wild eyes Unlock my heart - strings , as some crystal - shaft ...
... Beside , and call deep silence for thy songs , And worship thee , as I had ne'er been meant To fill thy throne : but none shall ever know ! Sing to me ; for already thy wild eyes Unlock my heart - strings , as some crystal - shaft ...
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... beside , are clearly Guiltless of understanding more , a whit , The subject than your stool - allowed to be A notable advantage . Fest . You laugh at me ! Par . Surely , Aureole , I laugh ? Ha , ha ! thank heaven , I charge you , if ' t ...
... beside , are clearly Guiltless of understanding more , a whit , The subject than your stool - allowed to be A notable advantage . Fest . You laugh at me ! Par . Surely , Aureole , I laugh ? Ha , ha ! thank heaven , I charge you , if ' t ...
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Anael Arezzo beside Brac breast breath brow child Cleves crown D'Ormea dare death deed Djabal doubt dream Druses Duch earth Ecelin eyes face faith fancy fear Fest Festus Fisc flesh Florence fool Ghibellin give God's Goito Guelf Guido hand hate head hear heart heaven hope husband Jacynth King Lady Car laugh leave lips live Lombardy look Lord Loys man's Mantua mind Molinists naught neath never night Nuncio o'er once Paracelsus Pietro Pisa Polyxena Pompilia poor praise priest prove Rome round sake seemed shame smile Sordello soul speak stand Straf Strafford strange sure tell thee there's thing Thorold thou thought Tresh true truth turn twixt Valence Vane Venice wait What's wife word wrong youth
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Страница 252 - Her wits to yours, forsooth, and made excuse, - E'en then would be some stooping; and I choose Never to stoop. Oh, sir, she smiled, no doubt, Whene'er I passed her; but who passed without Much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands; Then all smiles stopped together. There she stands As if alive.
Страница 383 - 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, The passion that left the ground to lose itself in the sky, Are music sent up to God by the lover and the bard; Enough that he heard it once: we shall hear it by and by.
Страница 165 - ... patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground ; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent) Was no more than his due who brought good news from Ghent.
Страница 179 - And after April, when May follows, And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows! Hark! where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Страница 384 - 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 251 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. "Well," cried he, "Emperor, by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon!
Страница 395 - 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 164 - We that had loved him so, followed him, honored him, Lived in his mild and magnificent eye, Learned his great language, caught his clear accents, Made him our pattern to live and to die! Shakespeare was of us, Milton was for us, Burns, Shelley, were with us, — they watch from their graves! He alone breaks from the van and the freemen, — He alone sinks to the rear and the slaves! We shall march prospering, — not thro...
Страница 270 - But how the Mayor was on the rack, And the. wretched Council's bosoms beat, As the Piper turned from the High Street To where the Weser rolled its waters Right in the way of their sons and daughters! However he turned from South to West, And to Koppelberg Hill his steps addressed, And after him the children pressed; Great was the joy in every breast. 'He never can cross that mighty top! He's forced to let the piping drop, And we shall see our children stop!
Страница 269 - Like a candle-flame where salt is sprinkled; And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered, You heard as if an army muttered; And the muttering grew to a grumbling; And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling; And out of the houses the rats came tumbling. Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny...