The Poetical Works of Robert Browning ...Macmillan and Company, 1894 |
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Página 245 - Just when we are safest, there's a sunset-touch, A fancy from a flower-bell, some one's death, A chorus-ending from Euripides, — And that's enough for fifty hopes and fears As old and new at once as nature's self, To rap and knock and enter in our soul, Take hands and dance there, a fantastic ring, Round the ancient idol, on his base again, — The grand Perhaps!
Página 304 - Think, the wonder of the moonstruck mortal — When she turns round, comes again in heaven, Opens out anew for worse or better ! Proves she like some portent of an iceberg Swimming full upon the ship it founders...
Página 279 - CLEON the poet, (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on lily, that o'erlace the sea, And laugh their pride when the light wave lisps " Greece ") — To Protos in his Tyranny: much health! They give thy letter to me, even now : I read and seem as if I heard thee speak. The master of thy galley still unlades Gift after gift ; they block my court at last And pile themselves along its portico Royal with sunset, like a thought of thee...
Página 305 - There, in turn I stand with them and praise you, Out of my own self, I dare to phrase it. But the best is when I glide from out them, Cross a step or two of dubious twilight, Come out on the other side, the novel Silent silver lights and darks undreamed of, Where I hush and bless myself with silence.
Página 233 - My sons, ye would not be my death ? Go dig The white-grape vineyard where the oil-press stood, Drop water gently till the surface sink, And if ye find . . . Ah God, I know not, I ! . . ,* Bedded in store of rotten fig-leaves soft, And corded up in a tight olive-frail, Some lump, ah God, of lapis lazuli, Big as a Jew's head cut off at the nape, Blue as a vein o'er the Madonna's breast...
Página 5 - 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, Rose; reddened, and its seething breast Flickered in bounds, grew gold, then overflowed the world.
Página 304 - This I say of me, but think of you, Love! This to you — yourself my moon of poets! Ah, but that's the world's side, there's the wonder, Thus they see you, praise you, think they know you There, in turn I stand with them and praise you. Out of my own self, I dare to phrase it. But the best...
Página 292 - It is so horrible, I dare at times imagine to my need Some future state revealed to us by Zeus, Unlimited in capability For joy, as this is in desire for joy...
Página 216 - For, don't you mark? we're made so that we love First when we see them painted, things we have passed Perhaps a hundred times nor cared to see; And so they are better, painted — better to us, Which is the same thing.
Página 221 - But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all shall happen as you wish. You turn your face, but does it bring your heart?