Select Poems of Robert BrowningHarper & Brothers, 1896 - 200 páginas |
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... ANGEL . 78 Two CAMELS ...... YOUTH AND ART . SONG ..... 81 85 88 MAY AND DEATH .. MY STAR . 89 90 ONE WORD MORE . 91 PROSPICE .... INVOCATION . 99 100 A WALL .... PRELUDE TO " DRAMATIC IDYLLS " . PIPPA PASSES .... NOTES .. ΤΟΙ 103 104 ...
... ANGEL . 78 Two CAMELS ...... YOUTH AND ART . SONG ..... 81 85 88 MAY AND DEATH .. MY STAR . 89 90 ONE WORD MORE . 91 PROSPICE .... INVOCATION . 99 100 A WALL .... PRELUDE TO " DRAMATIC IDYLLS " . PIPPA PASSES .... NOTES .. ΤΟΙ 103 104 ...
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... angels ' law , Indulging every instinct of the soul , There where law , life , joy , impulse , are one thing . " * A man may be guilty of either of two irretrievable errors : seduced by temptations of sense , denying the light that is ...
... angels ' law , Indulging every instinct of the soul , There where law , life , joy , impulse , are one thing . " * A man may be guilty of either of two irretrievable errors : seduced by temptations of sense , denying the light that is ...
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... more , One task more declined , one more footpath untrod , One more devil's - triumph and sorrow for angels , One wrong more to man , one more insult to God ! 15 20 Life's night begins : let him never come back to THE LOST LEADER 27.
... more , One task more declined , one more footpath untrod , One more devil's - triumph and sorrow for angels , One wrong more to man , one more insult to God ! 15 20 Life's night begins : let him never come back to THE LOST LEADER 27.
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... , And up into the aëry dome where live The angels , and a sunbeam's sure to lurk : And I shall fill my slab of basalt there , 5 10 15 20 25 And ' neath my tabernacle take my rest , With THE BISHOP ORDERS HIS TOMB AT ST PRAXED'S CHURCH.
... , And up into the aëry dome where live The angels , and a sunbeam's sure to lurk : And I shall fill my slab of basalt there , 5 10 15 20 25 And ' neath my tabernacle take my rest , With THE BISHOP ORDERS HIS TOMB AT ST PRAXED'S CHURCH.
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... I knew them all . And yet Dauntless the slug - horn to my lips I set , And blew . 6 Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came . ' 185 190 195 200 THE BOY AND THE ANGEL . MORNING , evening , ' CHILDE ROLAND TO THE DARK TOWER CAME : 77.
... I knew them all . And yet Dauntless the slug - horn to my lips I set , And blew . 6 Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came . ' 185 190 195 200 THE BOY AND THE ANGEL . MORNING , evening , ' CHILDE ROLAND TO THE DARK TOWER CAME : 77.
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2d Girl angel Asolo beauty better Bishop Bluphocks Browning Society Browning's called canibus Childe Roland church Clive Croisic dare Dark Tower dead death drama earth edition Edward Dowden English eyes face fancy fear feel Ferishtah's Fancies flesh flowers galloped give God's Guido Reni hair hand HARPER & BROTHERS hate heart heaven Hervé Riel Italy J. A. SYMONDS Jules king laughed Le Croisic lips live look Luigi Lutwyche Madonna Maffeo miles Monsignor morning Mother never night Nishapur notes nought o'er Omar Khayyám once Ottima Paracelsus passion Phene Pippa Passes play poet poetry Possagno praise Praxed's Robert Browning Rolfe Rolfe's Sebald SELECT POEMS Shakespeare ship singing smile song sonnets soul speak Student sure thee there's thing thou thought thro tomb turn Tydeus Venice voice women word ΙΟ
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Página 51 - And his low head and crest, just one sharp ear bent back For my voice, and the other pricked out on his track; And one eye's black intelligence, — ever that glance O'er its white edge at me, his own master, askance! And the thick heavy spume-flakes...
Página 97 - And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain, Then a light, then thy breast, O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again, And with God be the rest!
Página 97 - 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...
Página 57 - Ready to twitch the Nymph's last garment off, And Moses with the tables . . . but I know Ye mark me not! What do they whisper thee, Child of my bowels, Anselm?
Página 36 - In memory of the man but for whom had gone to wrack All that France saved from the fight whence England bore the bell. Go to Paris; rank on rank Search the heroes flung pell-mell On the Louvre, face and flank! You shall look long enough ere you come to Herve Riel. So for better and for worse Herve Riel, accept my verse!
Página 35 - My friend, I must speak out at the end, Though I find the speaking hard. Praise is deeper than the lips : You have saved the King his ships, You must name your own reward. 'Faith our sun was near eclipse! Demand whate'er you will, France remains your debtor still. Ask to heart's content and have! or my name's not Damfreville.
Página 35 - Since I needs must say my say, Since on board the duty's done, And from Malo Roads to Croisic Point, what is it but a run? Since 'tis ask and have, I may Since the others go ashore Come! A good whole holiday! Leave to go and see my wife, whom I call the Belle Aurore!
Página 50 - Good speed!' cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew; 'Speed!' echoed the wall to us galloping through; Behind shut the postern, the lights sank to rest, And into the midnight we galloped abreast.
Página 52 - Of the news which alone could save Aix from her fate, With his nostrils like pits full of blood to the brim, And with circles of red for his eye-sockets
Página 33 - Are you mad, you Malouins? Are you cowards, fools, or rogues? Talk to me of rocks and shoals, me who took the soundings, tell On my fingers every bank, every shallow, every swell 'Twixt the offing here and Greve where the river disembogues? Are you bought by English gold? Is it love the lying's for?