The Poetical Works of Robert Browning ...

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Macmillan and Company, 1894

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Página 105 - One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake. No, at noonday in the bustle of man's work-time Greet the unseen with a cheer! Bid him forward, breast and back as either should be, "Strive and thrive!" cry "Speed, — fight on, fare ever There as here!
Página 104 - 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?
Página 95 - Somewhere, below, above, Shall a day dawn — this I know — When Power, which vainly strove My weakness to o'erthrow, Shall triumph. I breathe, I move, I truly am, at last! For a veil is rent between Me and the truth which passed Fitful, half-guessed, bnlf-seen, Grasped at — not gained, held fast.
Página 230 - Catholic faith is that which has been believed in all places, at all times, and by all the faithful.
Página 93 - You divine the test. When the trouble grew in my pregnant breast A voice said "So wouldst thou strive, not rest?" "Burn and not smoulder, win by worth, Not rest content with a wealth that's dearth? Thou art past Rephan, thy place be Earth!
Página 13 - ALL the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee: All the wonder and wealth of the mine in the heart of one gem: In the core of one pearl all the shade and the shine of the sea: Breath and bloom, shade and shine, — wonder, wealth, and — how far above them — Truth, that's brighter than gem, Trust, that's purer than pearl, — Brightest truth, purest trust in the universe — all were for me In the kiss of one girl.
Página 180 - Are not a spoil for him, — thou dost arise And shake him from thee ; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dasbest him again to earth : — there let him lay.
Página 30 - Mine for me — Who were it but God's for Him, And the King's for — who but he ? Both faithful and loyal, one grace more shall brim His cup with perfection : a lady's true lover, He holds — save his God and his king — none above her.
Página 41 - Shove him quick in the Hole, shut him fast for a week : Cold, darkness and hunger work wonders : Who lion-like roars now, mouse-fashion will squeak, And ' it rains ' soon succeed to
Página 87 - ... let me dream at all, Not bid me taste the story in its strength ? Suppose my childhood was scarce qualified To rightly understand mythology, Silence at least was in his power to keep : I might have — somehow — correspondingly — Well, who knows by what method, gained my gains, Been taught, by forthrights not meanderings, My aim should be to loathe, like Peleus' son, A lie as Hell's Gate, love my wedded wife, Like Hector, and so on with all the rest.

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