Poems of Robert Browning: From the Author's Revised Text of 1889. His Own Selections with Additions from His Latest WorksT. Y. Crowell, 1896 - 512 страница |
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... better judge . " Nor do I apprehend any more charges of being wilfully obscure , unconscientiously care- less , or perversely harsh . Having hitherto done my utmost in the art to which my life is a devotion , I cannot engage to increase ...
... better judge . " Nor do I apprehend any more charges of being wilfully obscure , unconscientiously care- less , or perversely harsh . Having hitherto done my utmost in the art to which my life is a devotion , I cannot engage to increase ...
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... better understood by Macready's professional acquaintances — I had no notion that it was a proper thing , in such a case , to release him from his promise ; on the contrary , I should have fancied that such a pro- posal was offensive ...
... better understood by Macready's professional acquaintances — I had no notion that it was a proper thing , in such a case , to release him from his promise ; on the contrary , I should have fancied that such a pro- posal was offensive ...
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... Better ends may be in prospect , deeper blisses ( if you choose it ) , But this life's end and this love - bliss have been lost here . whether Doubt you This she felt as , looking at me , mine and her souls rushed together ? VII . Oh ...
... Better ends may be in prospect , deeper blisses ( if you choose it ) , But this life's end and this love - bliss have been lost here . whether Doubt you This she felt as , looking at me , mine and her souls rushed together ? VII . Oh ...
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... Better the task - master's curse Than such music on the roads ! IX . " When no moon succeeds the sun , Nor can pierce the midnight's tent Any star , the smallest one , While some drops , where lightning rent , Show the final storm begun ...
... Better the task - master's curse Than such music on the roads ! IX . " When no moon succeeds the sun , Nor can pierce the midnight's tent Any star , the smallest one , While some drops , where lightning rent , Show the final storm begun ...
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... better diversion . XIV . Then clapping heel to his horse , the mere curveter , Out rode the Duke , and after his hollo Horses and hounds swept , huntsman and servitor , And back I turned and bade the crone follow . And what makes me ...
... better diversion . XIV . Then clapping heel to his horse , the mere curveter , Out rode the Duke , and after his hollo Horses and hounds swept , huntsman and servitor , And back I turned and bade the crone follow . And what makes me ...
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Abt Vogler beauty Bells and Pomegranates breast breath brow Browning Browning's Cerinthus cheek crown dare dead death doubt dream Duke earth Euripides eyes face faith fancy fear feel Ferishtah's Fancies fire flesh flower fool Fra Lippo Lippi give God's gold grace grow hair hand head heart heaven hope Jacynth Jews King kiss lady Last Duchess laugh leave life's lips live look love's man's mind mouth neath never night o'er once paint Paracelsus Pheidippides Pippa Passes play poem poet Pornic praise prove Queen ride Robert Browning rose round sing Sludge smile song Sordello soul speak star sure sweet tell thee there's things thou thought thro Titian truth turn twixt VIII what's whole wonder word youth ΙΟ
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Страница 41 - for Aix is in sight!" "How they'll greet us!" — and all in a moment his roan Rolled neck and croup over, lay dead as a stone; And there was my Roland to bear the whole weight Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Страница 131 - For, don't you mark, we're made so that we love First when we see them painted, things we have passed Perhaps a hundred times nor cared to see ; And so they are better, painted — better to us, Which is the same thing. Art was given for that — God uses us to help each other so, Lending our minds out.
Страница 455 - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.
Страница 44 - Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat — Found the one gift of which fortune bereft us, Lost all the others, she lets us devote ; They, with the gold to give, doled him out silver, So much was theirs who so little allowed : How all our copper had gone for his service ! Rags — were they purple, his heart had been proud ! We that had loved him so, followed him...
Страница 40 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance! And the thick heavy...
Страница 208 - 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 3 - Of mine for dowry will be disallowed; Though his fair daughter's self, as I avowed At starting, is my object. Nay, we'll go Together down, sir. Notice Neptune, though, Taming a sea-horse, thought a rarity, Which Claus of Innsbruck cast in bronze for me!
Страница 206 - Tis the weakness in strength, that I cry for ! my flesh, that I seek In the Godhead ! I seek and I find it. O Saul, it shall be A Face like my face that receives thee; a Man like to me, Thou shalt love and be loved by, for ever: a Hand like this hand Shall throw open the gates of new life to thee ! See the Christ stand!
Страница 174 - 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 103 - The counter our lovers staked was lost As surely as if it were lawful coin : And the sin I impute to each frustrate ghost Is, the unlit lamp and the ungirt loin, Though the end in sight was a vice, I say.