The Poetical Works of Robert Browning: .. Dramatic romances. Christmas-eve and Easter-daySmith, Elder, & Company, 1888 |
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art thou beauty beneath blood brain breast breath brow burned caught cheek Christ Clement Marot dark Dark Tower death doubt dream drop Duchess Duke Duke's earth eyes face faith feast fire flesh furled gift Gipsy Gismond give glad God's gold Göttingen grew guilders hair hand hauberk head heart heaven Jacynth knew lady lady's LAST DUCHESS laugh leave life's lips live looked man's mind Moldavia never night o'er once past Petticoated piebald Piper plain porphyry praise pride prove rats reach ride ROBERT BROWNING rose round Saint Paul Saladin seemed shut sight singing sleep smile soul spirit spoke stand stept stood sure sure as fate thee there's thine thing thou art thought thro Toad Triest truth turned Twixt voice Waring Weser whole wings wonder word
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Página 4 - Then off there flung in smiling joy, And held himself erect By just his horse's mane, a boy: You hardly could suspect — (So tight he kept his lips compressed, Scarce any blood came through) You looked twice ere you saw his breast Was all but shot in two. "Well," cried he, "Emperor, by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon!
Página 111 - There was a rustling that seemed like a bustling Of merry crowds justling at pitching and hustling. Small feet were pattering, wooden shoes clattering, Little hands clapping and little tongues chattering, And like fowls in a farmyard when barley is...
Página 105 - Come in !" the Mayor cried, looking bigger, And in did come the strangest figure! His queer long coat, from heel to head Was half of yellow and half of red; And he himself was tall and thin, With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin, And light loose hair, yet swarthy skin, No tuft on cheek nor beard on chin, But lips where smiles went out and in; There was no guessing his kith and kin; And nobody could enough admire [ 245 ] The tall man and his quaint attire.
Página 159 - That low man seeks a little thing to do, Sees it and does it : This high man, with a great thing to pursue, Dies ere he knows it. That low man goes on adding one to one, His hundred's soon hit: This high man, aiming at a million, Misses an unit That, has the world here — should he need the next, Let the world mind him ! This, throws himself on God, and unperplexed Seeking shall find him.
Página 109 - From the duty of giving you something for drink, And a matter of money to put in your poke; But as for the guilders, what we spoke Of them, as you very well know, was in joke...
Página 8 - That's my last Duchess painted on the wall, Looking as if she were alive. I call That piece a wonder, now: Fra' Pandolf s hands Worked busily a day, and there she stands. Will't please you sit and look at her? I said "Fra
Página 103 - And licked the soup from the cook's own ladles, Split open the kegs of salted sprats, Made nests inside men's Sunday hats, And even spoiled the women's chats, By drowning their speaking With shrieking and squeaking In fifty different sharps and flats. At last the people in a body To the Town Hall came flocking :
Página 221 - But also, God, whose pleasure brought Man into being, stands away As it were a handbreadth off, to give Room for the newly-made to live, And look at him from a place apart, And use his gifts of brain and heart, Given, indeed, but to keep for ever.
Página 100 - With notes and nothing else to say, Is this your sole praise from a friend, "Greatly his opera's strains intend, But in music we know how fashions end!
Página 107 - Swam across and lived to carry (As he, the manuscript he cherished) To Rat-land home his commentary : Which was, "At the first shrill notes of the pipe, I heard a sound as of scraping tripe, And putting apples, wondrous ripe, Into a cider-press's gripe: And a moving away of pickle-tub boards, And a leaving ajar of conserve-cupboards, And a drawing the corks of...