Robert Browning: the Poet and the ManSaint Catherine Press, 1912 - 131 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
altruism ambition Andromeda artist aspiration asserts Atheism bade Bank of England believed brain Carlyle celsus Christ Christian mystic Christmas Eve clared Cleon cloak conceived Dante declared deep delight despair divine dramatic dream early earth Easter Day egoism evolution experiences eyes faith father felt Festus finger of God Ghibellines God's gratitude heights intuition Karshish life's lifted light living lofty long poem love's man's mankind marriage means ment Michal mind Miss Barrett mistress moments moulds mystery Paracel passion past Pippa Passes poem of Pauline poem of Sordello poet poetry point of view poor Humanity Rabbi Ben Ezra race rapture rises Robert Browning Saissiaz Salinguerra says Browning says Emerson says Paracelsus secret shadowy Shelley and Keats sion song of Apollo Sordello's story soul's spiritual splendour stars Tennyson thing thou thought tion truth turned visible beauty vision Voice whispered wonder wrote youth
Pasajes populares
Página 50 - If I stoop Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a time ; I press God's lamp Close to my breast — its splendour, soon or late, Will pierce the gloom : I shall emerge one day ! You understand me ? I have said enough ? Fest.
Página 58 - 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 49 - Are there not, Festus, are there not, dear Michal, Two points in the adventure of the diver, One — when, a beggar, he prepares to plunge, One — when, a prince, he rises with his pearl ? Festus, I plunge ! Fest.
Página 122 - You'll love me yet! — and I can tarry Your love's protracted growing: June reared that bunch of flowers you carry, From seeds of April's sowing.
Página 21 - 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!
Página 130 - Because, it is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least. How look a brother in the face and say "Thy right is wrong, eyes hast thou yet art blind. "Thine ears are stuffed and stopped, despite their length: "And, oh, the foolishness thou countest faith!
Página 130 - But Art, — wherein man nowise speaks to men, Only to mankind, — Art may tell a truth Obliquely, do the thing shall breed the thought, Nor wrong the thought, missing the mediate word.
Página 73 - Fresh homage ; every grade of love is past, With every mode of loveliness ; then cast Inferior idols off their borrowed crown Before a coming glory : up and down Runs arrowy fire, while earthly forms combine To throb the secret forth ; a touch divine — And the scaled eyeball owns the mystic rod : Visibly through His garden walketh God.
Página 50 - I learned my own deep error ; love's undoing Taught me the worth of love in man's estate, And what proportion love should hold with power In his right constitution ; love preceding Power, and with much power, always much more love ; Love still too straitened in his present means, And earnest for new power to set love free.
Página 131 - Art may tell a truth Obliquely, do the thing shall breed the thought, Nor wrong the thought, missing the mediate word. So may you paint your picture, twice show truth, Beyond mere imagery on the wall, — So, note by note, bring music from your mind, Deeper than ever e'en Beethoven dived, — So write a book shall mean beyond the facts, Suffice the eye and save the soul beside.