Robert Browning ( 10 of 73 )
'Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do.
'Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do.
Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.
What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.
Ignorance is not innocence but sin.
Ignorance is not innocence but sin.
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.
And gain is gain, however small.
And gain is gain, however small.
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.
This could but have happened once,
And we missed it, lost it forever.
This could but have happened once,
And we missed it, lost it forever.
But how carve way i' the life that lies before,
If bent on groaning ever for the past?
But how carve way i' the life that lies before,
If bent on groaning ever for the past?
And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
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And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us to ignorance again.
