The Poetry of Robert BrowningT. Y. Crowell, 1902 - 445 páginas |
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Abt Vogler Admetos alive Alkestis Andrea del Sarto Aristophanes artist Asolo aspiration Balaustion beauty Browning Browning's Caliban Caponsacchi character clear colour conceived death delight desire drama Dramatic Lyrics dream earth elements emotion English eternal Euripides eyes failure fancy feeling Ferishtah's Fancies Fifine Florence Fra Lippo Lippi genius Gerard de Lairesse girl give glory Goito heart heaven Herakles human nature illustrations imagination infinite intellectual interest Italy knowledge landscape Lippo Lippi live lost lover lyric mankind Mantua matter melody never noble painted Palma Paracelsus passion Pauline perfection picture Pippa Passes pity play pleasure poem poet poetic poetry Pompilia realise Renaissance romantic scenery singing song Sordello sorrow soul spirit story Strafford strange Tennyson theory things thou thought tion touch true truth verse vivid weary whole woman women write wrote youth
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Página 150 - All we have willed, or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist When eternity affirms the conception of an hour.
Página 440 - AT the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, When you set your fancies free, Will they pass to where — by death, fools think, imprisoned — Low he lies who once so loved you, whom you loved so, — Pity me ? Oh to love so, be so loved, yet so mistaken!
Página 28 - OH, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England - now...
Página 310 - This world's no blot for us, Nor blank; it means intensely and means good: To find its meaning is my meat and drink.
Página 312 - Eh? the whole seems to fall into a shape As if I saw alike my work and self And all that I was born to be and do, A twilight-piece.
Página 306 - tis past midnight, and you go the rounds, And here you catch me at an alley's end Where sportive ladies leave their doors ajar? The Carmine's my cloister: hunt it up, Do, — harry out, if you must show your zeal, Whatever rat, there, haps...
Página 300 - 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!
Página 29 - SEA. Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-West died away ; Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, reeking into Cadiz Bay ; Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay ; In the dimmest North-East distance dawned Gibraltar grand and gray; " Here and here did England help me : how can I help England...
Página 403 - O lyric Love, half angel and half bird And all a wonder and a wild desire, — Boldest of hearts that ever braved the sun, Took sanctuary within the holier blue, And sang a kindred soul out to his face...
Página 289 - Be not afeard ; the isle is full of noises, Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight, and hurt not. Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments Will hum about mine ears ; and sometime voices, That, if I then had wak'd after long sleep, Will make me sleep again : and then, in dreaming, The clouds methought would open, and show riches Ready to drop upon me ; that, when I wak'd, I cried to dream again.