Robert Browning

Autumn wins you best by this, its mute
Appeal to sympathy for its decay.

Autumn wins you best by this, its mute
Appeal to sympathy for its decay.

Progress is
The law of life, man is not
Man as yet.

Progress is
The law of life, man is not
Man as yet.

So free we seem, so fettered fast we are.

So free we seem, so fettered fast we are.

Feast of Etheldreda, Abbess of Ely, c.678 Continuing a short series on authenticity: For the preacher's merit or demerit, It read more

Feast of Etheldreda, Abbess of Ely, c.678 Continuing a short series on authenticity: For the preacher's merit or demerit, It were to be wished the flaws were fewer In the earthen vessel, holding treasure, Which lies as safe in a golden ewer; But the main thing is, does it hold good measure? Heaven soon sets right all other matters.

Why comes temptation but for man to meet
And master and make crouch beneath his foot,
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Why comes temptation but for man to meet
And master and make crouch beneath his foot,
And so be pedestaled in triumph?