The Poetical Works of Robert Browning, Том 4Macmillan and Company, 1894 |
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... o'er the people's street , As she in the gallery where the pictures glow : The good of life is precious to us both . She cannot love ; what do I want with rule ? When first I saw your face a year ago I knew my life's good , my soul ...
... o'er the people's street , As she in the gallery where the pictures glow : The good of life is precious to us both . She cannot love ; what do I want with rule ? When first I saw your face a year ago I knew my life's good , my soul ...
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... O'er the sea : Do sailors eye the casement - mute , Drenched and stark , From their bark- And envy , gnash their teeth for hate O ' the warm safe house and happy freight -Thee and me ? DRAMATIS PERSONE III . God help you , sailors ...
... O'er the sea : Do sailors eye the casement - mute , Drenched and stark , From their bark- And envy , gnash their teeth for hate O ' the warm safe house and happy freight -Thee and me ? DRAMATIS PERSONE III . God help you , sailors ...
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... grave On his soul's hands ' palms one fair good wise thing Just as he grasped it ! For himself , death's wave ; While time first washes - ah , the sting ! - O'er all he'd sink to save . VII . - AMONG THE ROCKS . I. Oн , 6.
... grave On his soul's hands ' palms one fair good wise thing Just as he grasped it ! For himself , death's wave ; While time first washes - ah , the sting ! - O'er all he'd sink to save . VII . - AMONG THE ROCKS . I. Oн , 6.
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... o'er it , loved it - alas- Till the humour grew to a head and burst , And she cried , at the final pass , — XXIII . " Talk not of God , my heart is stone ! " Nor lover nor friend - be gold for both ! " Gold I lack ; and , my all , my ...
... o'er it , loved it - alas- Till the humour grew to a head and burst , And she cried , at the final pass , — XXIII . " Talk not of God , my heart is stone ! " Nor lover nor friend - be gold for both ! " Gold I lack ; and , my all , my ...
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... . And did you , when we faced the church With spire and sad slate roof , aloof From human fellowship so far , Where a few graveyard crosses are , And garlands for the swallows ' perch , — VII . Did you determine , as we stepped O'er 86.
... . And did you , when we faced the church With spire and sad slate roof , aloof From human fellowship so far , Where a few graveyard crosses are , And garlands for the swallows ' perch , — VII . Did you determine , as we stepped O'er 86.
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Arezzo babe bade beside breath Brotherhood of Death brow Caponsacchi Cerinthus cheat child Chiusi church confess Constance Count Guido cried death doubt dowry DRAMATIS PERSONE earth eyes face fact fancy fear fire Fisc flesh fool gain give gold Guido Franceschini hair hand head hear heart heaven husband judge laugh leave light lips live look Louis-d'or man's mind Molinists mouth neath never night Norbert o'er O'the once Over-belief Paolo Pietro play Pompilia poor Pornic praise priest prove Queen Rome round Saint Saint Paul sake Setebos shame Sludge smile soul speak stop street's end tale tell there's things thought tonsure took touch trick truth turn twixt usufruct Violante what's wife word worth thunder wrong youth
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Страница 170 - 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 109 - 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 113 - 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 120 - Fool! All that is, at all, Lasts ever, past recall; Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure: What entered into thee, That was, is, and shall be: Time's wheel runs back or stops: Potter and clay endure.
Страница 118 - Not on the vulgar mass Called " work," must sentence pass, Things done, that took the eye and had the price; O'er which, from level stand, The low world laid its hand, Found straightway to its mind, could value in a trice...
Страница 108 - Therefore to whom turn I but to thee, the ineffable Name? Builder and maker, thou, of houses not made with hands! What, have fear of change from thee who art ever the same? Doubt that thy power can fill the heart that thy power expands?
Страница 118 - Now, who shall arbitrate? Ten men love what I hate, Shun what I follow, slight what I receive; Ten, who in ears and eyes Match me: we all surmise, They this thing, and I that: whom shall my soul believe? Not on the vulgar mass Called "work...
Страница 161 - His dam held different, that after death He both plagued enemies and feasted friends: Idly! He doth His worst in this our life, Giving just respite lest we die through pain, Saving last pain for worst, — with which, an end. Meanwhile, the best way to escape His ire Is, not to seem too happy.
Страница 58 - O lyric Love, half angel and half bird, And all a wonder and a wild desire, — Boldest of hearts that ever braved the sun, Took sanctuary within the holier blue, And sang a kindred soul out to his face, — Yet human at the red-ripe of the heart — When the first summons from the darkling earth Reached thee amid thy chambers, blanched their blue, And bared them of the glory — to drop down, To toil for man, to suffer or to die, — This is the same voice : can thy soul know change...
Страница 113 - For thence— a paradox Which comforts while it mocks— Shall life succeed in that it seems to fail: What I aspired to be, And was not, comforts me; A brute I might have been, but would not sink i