Selections from [his] Poetical WorksSmith, Elder & Company, 1874 |
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... a flower , hangs furled : They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it . What matter to me if their star is a world ? Mine has opened its soul to me ; therefore I love it . A FACE . If one could have that little head I MY STAR.
... a flower , hangs furled : They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it . What matter to me if their star is a world ? Mine has opened its soul to me ; therefore I love it . A FACE . If one could have that little head I MY STAR.
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Robert Browning. A FACE . If one could have that little head of hers Painted upon a background of pale gold , Such as the Tuscan's early art prefers ! No shade encroaching on the matchless mould Of those two lips , which should be ...
Robert Browning. A FACE . If one could have that little head of hers Painted upon a background of pale gold , Such as the Tuscan's early art prefers ! No shade encroaching on the matchless mould Of those two lips , which should be ...
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... head ! V. But no they let me laugh , and sing My birthday song quite through , adjust The last rose in my garland , fling A last look on the mirror , trust My arms to each an arm of theirs , And so descend the castle - stairs- VI . And ...
... head ! V. But no they let me laugh , and sing My birthday song quite through , adjust The last rose in my garland , fling A last look on the mirror , trust My arms to each an arm of theirs , And so descend the castle - stairs- VI . And ...
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... head his arm he flung Against the world ; and scarce I felt His sword ( that dripped by me and swung ) A little shifted in its belt : For he began to say the while How South our home lay many a mile . XX . So ' mid the shouting ...
... head his arm he flung Against the world ; and scarce I felt His sword ( that dripped by me and swung ) A little shifted in its belt : For he began to say the while How South our home lay many a mile . XX . So ' mid the shouting ...
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... The voice of the Court , I dared augur . For De Lorge , he made women with men vie , Those in wonder and praise , these in envy ; And , in short , stood so plain a head taller That he wooed and won how do you call her 20 The Glove .
... The voice of the Court , I dared augur . For De Lorge , he made women with men vie , Those in wonder and praise , these in envy ; And , in short , stood so plain a head taller That he wooed and won how do you call her 20 The Glove .
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beauty bird blood breast breath brow Caliban cheek Clement Marot CLEON dare Dark Tower dead death drop Duke earth eyes face Fano feast fire flesh flowers furled Gismond give God's gold grew grey hair hand hath hauberk head heart heaven hope Italy Jacynth King kiss lady LAST DUCHESS laugh leave life's lips live look Louis-d'or man's mind Moldavia mouth neath never night o'er once paint pass past perfect PIPPA PASSES play Pornic praise pride rapture rest ride ROBERT BROWNING rose round Saint Saul Setebos shut side sings sleep smile song soul speak star stopped sure sweet thee there's thing thou thought thro touch travertine truth turn twixt Ulpian VIII watch whole wonder word youth Zeus
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341 ページ - 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.
336 ページ - 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!
335 ページ - 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!
246 ページ - All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour. The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard, The passion that left the ground to lose itself in the sky, Are music sent up to God by the lover and the bard; Enough that He heard it once: we shall hear it by and by.
244 ページ - 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, hut a star.
69 ページ - Shakespeare was of us, Milton was for us, Burns, Shelley, were with us, — they watch from their graves! He alone breaks from the van and the freemen, — He alone sinks to the rear and the slaves! We shall march prospering, — not thro...
69 ページ - THE LOST LEADER. 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...
191 ページ - Noon strikes, — here sweeps the procession! our Lady borne smiling and smart With a pink gauze gown all spangles, and seven swords stuck in her heart!
332 ページ - Would I suffer for him that I love? So wouldst thou — so wilt thou ! So shall crown thee the topmost, ineffablest, uttermost crown — And thy love fill infinitude wholly, nor leave up nor down One spot for the creature to stand in!
273 ページ - Long he lived nameless: how should spring take note Winter would follow? Till lo, the little touch, and youth was gone! Cramped and diminished, Moaned he, "New measures, other feet anon! "My dance is finished?