PoemsTicknor and Fields, 1863 |
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Robert Browning. TO ROBERT BROWNING . THERE is delight in singing , though none hear Beside the singer : and there is delight In praising , though the praiser sit alone And see the praised far off him , far above . Shakspeare is not our ...
Robert Browning. TO ROBERT BROWNING . THERE is delight in singing , though none hear Beside the singer : and there is delight In praising , though the praiser sit alone And see the praised far off him , far above . Shakspeare is not our ...
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... least henceforth your memories shall make Quiet and fragrant as befits their home . Nor shall my memory want a home in yours― Alas , that it requires too well such free VOL . I. 1 Forgiving love as shall embalm it there ! For if PARACELSUS.
... least henceforth your memories shall make Quiet and fragrant as befits their home . Nor shall my memory want a home in yours― Alas , that it requires too well such free VOL . I. 1 Forgiving love as shall embalm it there ! For if PARACELSUS.
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... there lurks Some innate and inexplicable germ Of failure in my schemes ; so that at last It all amounts to this -- the sovereign proof That we devote ourselves to God , is seen In living just as though there were no God ; A life which ...
... there lurks Some innate and inexplicable germ Of failure in my schemes ; so that at last It all amounts to this -- the sovereign proof That we devote ourselves to God , is seen In living just as though there were no God ; A life which ...
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... there took place no special change in me , How comes it all things wore a different hue Thenceforward ? -pregnant with vast consequence- Teeming with grand results - loaded with fate ; So that , when quailing at the mighty range Of ...
... there took place no special change in me , How comes it all things wore a different hue Thenceforward ? -pregnant with vast consequence- Teeming with grand results - loaded with fate ; So that , when quailing at the mighty range Of ...
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... all assistance save its own- Would there were some real sacrifice to make ! Your friends the sages threw their joys away , While I must be content with keeping mine . Fest . But do not cut yourself from human weal 24 PARACELSUS .
... all assistance save its own- Would there were some real sacrifice to make ! Your friends the sages threw their joys away , While I must be content with keeping mine . Fest . But do not cut yourself from human weal 24 PARACELSUS .
Términos y frases comunes
Adolf Asolo Avicenna Basil Berth beside better brow Chambery Charles Cleves Clug Court Courtiers crown D'Ormea dare dear Aureole doubt dream Duchess Duke earth Einsiedeln eyes face faint father fear Fest Festus fool GAUCELME Girl give God's Guibert hair hand hate hear heart heaven hope Jules Juliers keep King lady laugh leave live look Luigi Malamocco Michal mind morning ne'er never night nought o'er once Oporinus Otti Paracelsus pause PIPPA PIPPA passes Polyxena Possagno praise Prince Berthold prove ROBERT BROWNING Sardinia saw thro seems sing Sire smile soul Spain speak spirit stay strange strength sure talk tell thee There's thing thou thought true trust truth Turin turn Twas VALENCE Victor what's words wrongs Würzburg
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Página 21 - I go to prove my soul ! I see my way as birds their trackless way. I shall arrive ! what time, what circuit first, I ask not : but unless God send his hail Or blinding fireballs, sleet or stifling snow, In some time, his good time, I shall arrive : He guides me and the bird. In his good time ! Mich.
Página 27 - 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 Blinds 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.
Página 27 - 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...
Página 148 - ... in man's self arise August anticipations, symbols, types Of a dim splendour ever on before In that eternal circle life pursues. For men begin to pass their nature's bound, And find new hopes and cares which fast supplant Their proper joys and griefs ; they grow too great For narrow creeds of right and wrong, which fade Before the unmeasured thirst for good : while peace Rises within them ever more and more. Such men are even now upon the earth, Serene amid the half-formed creatures round Who...
Página 165 - DAY! Faster and more fast, O'er night's brim, day boils at last : Boils, pure gold, o'er the cloud-cup's brim Where spurting and suppressed it lay. For not a froth-flake touched the rim Of yonder gap in the solid gray Of the eastern cloud, an hour away ; But forth one wavelet, then another, curled, Till the whole sunrise, not to be suppressed...
Página 112 - ... perfume, music too: So the stars wheeled round, and the darkness past, And at morn we started beside the mast, And still each ship was sailing fast. Now, one morn, land appeared — a speck Dim trembling betwixt sea and sky: 'Avoid it...
Página 144 - Like chrysalids impatient for the air, The shining dorrs are busy, beetles run Along the furrows, ants make their ado ; Above, birds fly in merry flocks, the lark Soars up and up, shivering for very joy ; Afar the ocean sleeps ; white fishing-gulls Flit where the strand is purple with its tribe Of nested limpets ; savage creatures seek Their loves in wood and plain — and God renews His ancient rapture.
Página 48 - Beneath the tent-tree by the wayside well : And this in language as the need should be, Now poured at once forth in a burning flow, Now piled up in a grand array of words. This done, to perfect and consummate all, Even as a luminous haze links star to star, I would supply all chasms with music, breathing Mysterious motions of the soul, no way To be defined save in strange melodies.
Página 172 - All service ranks the same with God: If now, as formerly he trod Paradise, his presence fills Our earth, each only as God wills Can work— God's puppets, best and worst, Are we; there is no last nor first. Say not 'a small event!' Why 'small'? Costs it more pain that this, ye call A 'great event,