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... Fools we wise men grow ! Yes , I could easily blurt out curt Some question that might find reply As prompt in her stopped lips , dropped eye , And rush of red to cheek and brow : 11 . " Thus were a match made , sure LE BYRON DE NOS ...
... Fools we wise men grow ! Yes , I could easily blurt out curt Some question that might find reply As prompt in her stopped lips , dropped eye , And rush of red to cheek and brow : 11 . " Thus were a match made , sure LE BYRON DE NOS ...
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... fools ; he cheats , with beard less brown . 17 . " For boys say , Love me or I die ! He did not say , The truth is , youth I want , who am old and know too much ; I'd catch youth : lend me sight and touch ! Drop heart's blood where ...
... fools ; he cheats , with beard less brown . 17 . " For boys say , Love me or I die ! He did not say , The truth is , youth I want , who am old and know too much ; I'd catch youth : lend me sight and touch ! Drop heart's blood where ...
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... - bye ! Years ten since then : Ten years ! We meet : you tell me , now , By a window - seat for that cliff - brow , On carpet - stripes for those sand - paths . 23 . Now I may speak : you fool , 64 DÎS ALITER VISUM ; OR ,
... - bye ! Years ten since then : Ten years ! We meet : you tell me , now , By a window - seat for that cliff - brow , On carpet - stripes for those sand - paths . 23 . Now I may speak : you fool , 64 DÎS ALITER VISUM ; OR ,
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Robert Browning. 23 . Now I may speak : you fool , for all Your lore ! WHо made things plain in vain ? What was the sea for ? What , the gray , Sad church , that solitary day , Crosses and graves and swallows ' call ? 24 . Was there ...
Robert Browning. 23 . Now I may speak : you fool , for all Your lore ! WHо made things plain in vain ? What was the sea for ? What , the gray , Sad church , that solitary day , Crosses and graves and swallows ' call ? 24 . Was there ...
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... fool got his whiskers scratched : The others ? No head that was turned , no heart Broken , my lady , assure yourself ! Each soon made his mind up ; so and so Married a dancer , such and such Stole his friend's wife , stagnated slow , Or ...
... fool got his whiskers scratched : The others ? No head that was turned , no heart Broken , my lady , assure yourself ! Each soon made his mind up ; so and so Married a dancer , such and such Stole his friend's wife , stagnated slow , Or ...
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ABT VOGLER awhile beast believe brain breath brute CALIBAN UPON SETEBOS Cerinthus cheat Christ clay dead death Don't fear doubt earth eyes face fact fancy fear feel fingers fire flesh fool gain ghost give gold grow hair hand HARVARD COLLEGE hate hath head hear heart Heaven hopes and fears Jameson's Judge laugh life's lips live look Louis-d'or man's mind mouth NATURAL THEOLOGY naught never o'er once pain play Poems Pornic praise prove raps ROBERT BROWNING round Saint Paul Setebos sigh Sludge smile soul speak spirit stars stop strange day suppose sure tell thee There's things thou thought TICKNOR AND FIELDS to-day touch tricks truth turn Valens watch what's whole wonder word worth Xanthus youth
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Страница 162 - 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 83 - But here is the finger of God, a flash of the will that can, . Existent behind all laws, that made them and, lo, they are? And I know not if, save in this, such gift be allowed to man, That out of three sounds he frame, not a fourth sound, but a star.
Страница 84 - 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? There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before...
Страница 97 - 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 91 - 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 93 - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole!" As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry, "All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
Страница 91 - 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
Страница 96 - 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? XXIII 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.
Страница 79 - ... angels that soar, legions of demons that lurk, Man, brute, reptile, fly, — alien of end and of aim, Adverse, each from the other heaven-high, hell-deep removed, — Should rush into sight at once as he named the ineffable Name, And pile him a palace straight, to pleasure the princess he loved ! a.
Страница 92 - I see the whole design, I, who saw power, see now love perfect too: Perfect I call thy plan: Thanks that I was a man! Maker, remake, complete, — I trust what thou shalt do!