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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... Death 113 A Forgiveness . 117 Cenciaja vii Book 10 The Pope " 184 . 191-- . 198 2074 . 213 217 218 . 218 . 219 219 223 . 224 225 • 225 • 226 . 230 . 230 . 234 237 238 240 . 241 251 PAGE Filippo Baldinucci on the Privilege of EDITORS ...
... Death 113 A Forgiveness . 117 Cenciaja vii Book 10 The Pope " 184 . 191-- . 198 2074 . 213 217 218 . 218 . 219 219 223 . 224 225 • 225 • 226 . 230 . 230 . 234 237 238 240 . 241 251 PAGE Filippo Baldinucci on the Privilege of EDITORS ...
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... Death in the Desert Fears and Scruples Artemis Prologizes Pheidippides The Patriot 347 Postics . 308 Round us the Wild Creatures 310 Ask not One Least Word of Praise 312 Epilogue to " Ferishtah's Fancies " 314 The Names 314 Why I am a ...
... Death in the Desert Fears and Scruples Artemis Prologizes Pheidippides The Patriot 347 Postics . 308 Round us the Wild Creatures 310 Ask not One Least Word of Praise 312 Epilogue to " Ferishtah's Fancies " 314 The Names 314 Why I am a ...
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... death , “ all the ease and comfort that a literary man needs to do good work . ” One of the poet's own early recollections gives a picture that epito- mizes the joint influence of his happy parentage . It depicts the child " sitting on ...
... death , “ all the ease and comfort that a literary man needs to do good work . ” One of the poet's own early recollections gives a picture that epito- mizes the joint influence of his happy parentage . It depicts the child " sitting on ...
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... death at dawn , on the 29th of June , 1861 , cut short the golden period of these Italian days . Even in his bereavement he had cause to be poignantly happy . For he had watched beside his wife on that last night , and she , weak ...
... death at dawn , on the 29th of June , 1861 , cut short the golden period of these Italian days . Even in his bereavement he had cause to be poignantly happy . For he had watched beside his wife on that last night , and she , weak ...
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... death was the occasion of Browning's poem on immortality , ' La Saisiaz . Among the honors the poet received were the organization of the London Browning Society in 1881 , degrees from Oxford and from Cambridge , and nomina- tions for ...
... death was the occasion of Browning's poem on immortality , ' La Saisiaz . Among the honors the poet received were the organization of the London Browning Society in 1881 , degrees from Oxford and from Cambridge , and nomina- tions for ...
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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.