The Complete Poetical Works of Robert BrowningMacmillan, 1921 - 1359 ページ |
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... hand guide us through the world Wherein we stumble . God ! what shall we say ? How has he sinned ? How else should he have done ? Surely he sought thy praise thy praise , for all He might be busied by the task so much As half forget ...
... hand guide us through the world Wherein we stumble . God ! what shall we say ? How has he sinned ? How else should he have done ? Surely he sought thy praise thy praise , for all He might be busied by the task so much As half forget ...
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... hand- This hand , lie in your own , my own true friend ! Aprile Hand in hand with you , Aprile ! Festus . And this was Paracelsus ! NOTE . THE liberties I have taken with my sub- ject are very trifling ; and the reader may slip the ...
... hand- This hand , lie in your own , my own true friend ! Aprile Hand in hand with you , Aprile ! Festus . And this was Paracelsus ! NOTE . THE liberties I have taken with my sub- ject are very trifling ; and the reader may slip the ...
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... hand , 10 Eglamor , lived Sordello's opposite . For him indeed was Naddo's notion right , And verse a temple - worship vague and vast , A ceremony that withdrew the last Opposing bolt , looped back the lingering veil Which hid the holy ...
... hand , 10 Eglamor , lived Sordello's opposite . For him indeed was Naddo's notion right , And verse a temple - worship vague and vast , A ceremony that withdrew the last Opposing bolt , looped back the lingering veil Which hid the holy ...
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... hand that shook Was twice to be deplored . " The Legate , look ! " With eyes , like fresh - blown thrush - eggs on a thread , " Faint - blue and loosely floating in his head , " Large tongue , moist open mouth ; and this long while ...
... hand that shook Was twice to be deplored . " The Legate , look ! " With eyes , like fresh - blown thrush - eggs on a thread , " Faint - blue and loosely floating in his head , " Large tongue , moist open mouth ; and this long while ...
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... hand upon his head and signed Both should forbear him . " Nay , the best's behind ! " 20 Taurello laughed not quite ... hands at my out - hewing this wild gap " For any Friedrich to fill up ? " Tis mine " That's yours : I tell you ...
... hand upon his head and signed Both should forbear him . " Nay , the best's behind ! " 20 Taurello laughed not quite ... hands at my out - hewing this wild gap " For any Friedrich to fill up ? " Tis mine " That's yours : I tell you ...
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334 ページ - The dropping of the daylight in the West, The bough of cherries some officious fool Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule She rode with round the terrace all and each Would draw from her alike the approving speech, Or blush, at least.
501 ページ - 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!
502 ページ - 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...
501 ページ - Poor vaunt of life indeed, Were man but formed to feed On joy, to solely seek and find and feast: Such feasting ended, then As sure an end to men; Irks care the crop-full bird? Frets doubt the mawcrammed beast?
517 ページ - 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...
221 ページ - So, we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky ; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
221 ページ - ... jack-boots, let go belt and all, Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear, Called my Roland his pet-name, my horse without peer ; Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise, bad or good, Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. And all I remember is, friends flocking round As I sat with his head 'twixt my knees on the ground ; And no voice but was praising this Roland of mine, As I poured down his throat our last measure of wine, Which (the burgesses voted by common consent)...
458 ページ - Just when we are safest, there's a sunset-touch, A fancy from a flower-bell, some one's death, A chorus-ending from Euripides, And that's enough for fifty hopes and fears As old and new at once as nature's self, To rap and knock and enter in our soul, Take hands and dance there, a fantastic ring, Round the ancient idol, on his base again, The grand Perhaps ! We look on helplessly.
24 ページ - Truth is within ourselves ; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost centre in us all, Where truth abides in fulness ; and around, Wall upon wall, the gross flesh hems it in, This perfect, clear perception — which is truth. A baffling and perverting carnal mesh Binds it, and makes all error : and to KNOW Rather consists in opening out a way Whence the imprisoned splendour may escape, Than in effecting entry for a light Supposed to be without.
454 ページ - Praxed's ever was the church for peace; And so, about this tomb of mine. I fought With tooth and nail to save my niche, ye know: • — Old Gandolf cozened me, despite my care; Shrewd was that snatch from out the corner South He graced his carrion with, God curse the same! Yet still my niche is not so cramped but thence One sees the pulpit o...