An Introduction to the Poetry of Robert Browning

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Ginn, 1889 - 212 páginas

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Página 11 - 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 125 - Since there my past life lies, why alter it? The very wrong to Francis! — it is true I took his coin, was tempted and complied, And built this house and sinned, and all is said. My father and my mother died of want.
Página 11 - Fra Pandolf" by design, for never read Strangers like you that pictured countenance, The depth and passion of its earnest glance, But to myself they turned (since none puts by The curtain I have drawn for you, but I) And seemed as they would ask me, if they durst, How such a glance came there; so, not the first Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, 'twas not Her husband's presence only, called that spot Of joy into the Duchess...
Página 121 - That arm is wrongly put - and there again A fault to pardon in the drawing's lines, Its body, so to speak: its soul is right, He means right - that, a child may understand. Still, what an arm! and I could alter it: But all the play, the insight and the stretch — Out of me, out of me!
Página 74 - The very God! think, Abib; dost thou think? So, the All-Great, were the All-Loving too — So, through the thunder comes a human voice Saying, "O heart I made, a heart beats here! "Face, my hands fashioned, see it in myself! "Thou hast no power nor may'st conceive of mine, "But love I gave thee, with myself to love, "And thou must love me who have died for thee!
Página 184 - One sees the pulpit o' the epistle-side, And somewhat of the choir, those silent seats, And up into the aery dome where live The angels, and a sunbeam's sure to lurk; And I shall fill my slab of basalt there...
Página 14 - E'en then would be some stooping; and I choose Never to stoop. Oh sir, she smiled, no doubt, Whene'er I passed her; but who passed without Much the same smile?
Página 185 - That brave Frascati villa with its bath, So, let the blue lump poise between my knees, Like God the Father's globe on both his hands Ye worship in the Jesu Church so gay, For Gandolf shall not choose but see and burst! 50 Swift as a weaver's shuttle fleet our years: Man goeth to the grave, and where is he?
Página 209 - Oh, the wild joys of living ! the leaping from rock up to rock, " The strong rending of boughs from the fir-tree, the cool silver shock " Of the plunge in a pool's living water, the hunt of the bear, " And the sultriness showing the lion is couched in his lair. " And the meal, the rich dates yellowed over with gold dust divine, " And the locust-flesh steeped in the pitcher, the full draught of wine...
Página 106 - What is the point where himself lays stress ? Does the precept run " Believe in good, In justice, truth, now understood For the first time " ? — or, " Believe in me, Who lived and died, yet essentially Am Lord of Life " ? Whoever can take The same to his heart and for mere love's sake Conceive of the love, — that man obtains A new truth ; no conviction gains Of an old one only, made intense By a fresh appeal to his faded sense.

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