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Robert Browning. CONTENTS OF VOLUME I. PAGH PARACELSUS 1 PIPPA PASSES . A DRAMA 163 KING VICTOR AND KING CHARLES . A TRAGEDY 231 • COLOMBE'S BIRTHDAY . A PLAY 303 I As Alat PARACELSUS . PERSONS . AUREOLUS PARACELSUS .
Robert Browning. CONTENTS OF VOLUME I. PAGH PARACELSUS 1 PIPPA PASSES . A DRAMA 163 KING VICTOR AND KING CHARLES . A TRAGEDY 231 • COLOMBE'S BIRTHDAY . A PLAY 303 I As Alat PARACELSUS . PERSONS . AUREOLUS PARACELSUS .
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A story tells Of some far embassy despatched to buy The favour of an eastern king , and how The gifts they offered proved but dazzling dust Shed from the ore - beds native to his clime : Just so , the value of repose and love , I meant ...
A story tells Of some far embassy despatched to buy The favour of an eastern king , and how The gifts they offered proved but dazzling dust Shed from the ore - beds native to his clime : Just so , the value of repose and love , I meant ...
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... and choose him for their king , and yield Their poor tents , pitched among the sand - hills , for His realm ; and he points , smiling , to his scarf , Heavy with riveled gold , his burgonet , Gay set with twinkling stones and to the ...
... and choose him for their king , and yield Their poor tents , pitched among the sand - hills , for His realm ; and he points , smiling , to his scarf , Heavy with riveled gold , his burgonet , Gay set with twinkling stones and to the ...
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Ha , ha ! our king that wouldst be , here at last ? Art thou the Poet who shall save the world ? Thy hand to mine . Stay , fix thine eyes on mine . Thou wouldst be king ? Still fix thine eyes on mine ! Par . Ha , ha ! why crouchest not ...
Ha , ha ! our king that wouldst be , here at last ? Art thou the Poet who shall save the world ? Thy hand to mine . Stay , fix thine eyes on mine . Thou wouldst be king ? Still fix thine eyes on mine ! Par . Ha , ha ! why crouchest not ...
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Am I not king ? So torture is not wholly unavailing ! Have my fierce spasms compelled thee from thy lair ? Art thou the Sage I only seemed to be , Myself of after - time , my very self With sight a little clearer , strength more firm ...
Am I not king ? So torture is not wholly unavailing ! Have my fierce spasms compelled thee from thy lair ? Art thou the Sage I only seemed to be , Myself of after - time , my very self With sight a little clearer , strength more firm ...
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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 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 31 - 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 151 - 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 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 fire-balls, 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 181 - God's messenger thro' the close wood screen Plunged and replunged his weapon at a venture, Feeling for guilty thee and me: then broke The thunder like a whole sea overhead — Sebald.
Página 81 - I cannot feed on beauty for the sake Of beauty only, nor can drink in balm From lovely objects for their loveliness ; My nature cannot lose her first imprint ; I...
Página 27 - 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 166 - A mite of my twelve hours' treasure, The least of thy gazes or glances, (Be they grants thou art bound to or gifts above measure) One of thy choices or one of thy chances, (Be they tasks God imposed thee or freaks at thy pleasure) — My Day, if I squander such labor or leisure, Then shame fall on Asolo, mischief on me!
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...