Select PoemsHarper & brothers, 1897 - 200 страница |
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... dare , never grudge the throe ! For thence - a paradox VII , Which comforts while it mocks- Shall life succeed in that it seems to fail : What I aspired to be , And was not , comforts me ; 40 A brute I might have been , but would not ...
... dare , never grudge the throe ! For thence - a paradox VII , Which comforts while it mocks- Shall life succeed in that it seems to fail : What I aspired to be , And was not , comforts me ; 40 A brute I might have been , but would not ...
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... soul of honour - there he stands Frank as ten years ago when knighted first . What honest man should dare ( he said ) he durst . 75 80 85 90 95 ΙΟΙ Good — but the scene shifts - faugh ! CHILDE ROLAND TO THE DARK TOWER CAME . 73.
... soul of honour - there he stands Frank as ten years ago when knighted first . What honest man should dare ( he said ) he durst . 75 80 85 90 95 ΙΟΙ Good — but the scene shifts - faugh ! CHILDE ROLAND TO THE DARK TOWER CAME . 73.
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... brand Of good - and - faithful - servant fixed on flank ? So with thy squeamish scruple - what imports Fasting or feasting ? Do thy day's work , dare 55 60 Refuse no help thereto , since help refused Is hindrance 82 ROBERT BROWNING .
... brand Of good - and - faithful - servant fixed on flank ? So with thy squeamish scruple - what imports Fasting or feasting ? Do thy day's work , dare 55 60 Refuse no help thereto , since help refused Is hindrance 82 ROBERT BROWNING .
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... dare to phrase it . But the best is when I glide from out them , Cross a step or two of dubious twilight , Come out on the other side , the novel Silent , silver lights and darks undreamed of , Where I hush and bless myself with silence ...
... dare to phrase it . But the best is when I glide from out them , Cross a step or two of dubious twilight , Come out on the other side , the novel Silent , silver lights and darks undreamed of , Where I hush and bless myself with silence ...
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... Dare you stay here ? I would go back and hold His two dead hands , and say , ' I hate you worse , Luca , than ' — Sebald . Off , off - take your hands off mine ! ' Tis the hot evening - off ! oh , morning , is it ? 120 105 110 Ottima ...
... Dare you stay here ? I would go back and hold His two dead hands , and say , ' I hate you worse , Luca , than ' — Sebald . Off , off - take your hands off mine ! ' Tis the hot evening - off ! oh , morning , is it ? 120 105 110 Ottima ...
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3d Girl angel Asolo beauty better Bishop Bluphocks Book Browning Society Browning's called canibus Childe Roland church Clive Croisic dare Dark Tower dead death drama earth edition EDWARD DOWDEN English eyes face fancy fear feel Ferishtah's Fancies flesh flowers galloped give God's Guido Reni hair hand hate heart heaven Hervé Riel Italy J. A. SYMONDS Jules king laughed Le Croisic lips live look Luigi Lutwyche Madonna Maffeo miles Monsignor morning Mother never night Nishapur notes nought o'er Omar Khayyám once Ottima Paracelsus passion Phene Pippa Passes plain play poem poet poetry Possagno praise Praxed's Robert Browning Rolfe Rolfe's Sebald Shakespeare ship singing smile song sonnets soul speak Student sure thee there's thing thou thought thro tomb turn Tydeus Venice voice women word
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Страница 99 - 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 187 - If I do prove her haggard, Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind, To prey at fortune.
Страница 66 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.
Страница 97 - God be thanked, the meanest of his creatures Boasts two soul-sides, one to face the world with, One to show a woman when he loves her!
Страница 61 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Страница 53 - 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 spume-flakes...
Страница 62 - Rejoice we are allied To That which doth provide And not partake, effect and not receive! A spark disturbs our clod; Nearer we hold of God Who gives, than of His tribes that take, I must believe.
Страница 38 - In memory of the man but for whom had gone to wrack All that France saved from the fight whence England bore the bell. Go to Paris; rank on rank Search the heroes flung pell-mell On the Louvre, face and flank! You shall look long enough ere you come to Herve Riel. So for better and for worse Herve Riel, accept my verse!
Страница 62 - 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 54 - 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