Maxioms by Robert Browning
Just for a handful of silver he left us,
Just for a ribbon to stick in his coat;
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Just for a handful of silver he left us,
Just for a ribbon to stick in his coat;
Found the one gift of which Fortune bereft us,
Lost all the others she lets us devote.
One who never turned his back but marched breast forward,
Never doubted clouds would break,
Never dreamed, read more
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 flight better,
Sleep to wake.
Oh, the little more, and how much it is!
And the little less, and what worlds away.
Oh, the little more, and how much it is!
And the little less, and what worlds away.
Ignorance is not innocence but sin.
Ignorance is not innocence but sin.
Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, or what's a heaven for?
Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, or what's a heaven for?
