Robert Browning ( 10 of 73 )
Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.
Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.
Dear, dead women, with such hair, too--what's become of all the
gold
Used to hang and brush their read more
Dear, dead women, with such hair, too--what's become of all the
gold
Used to hang and brush their bosoms?
For thence,--a paradox
Which comforts while it mocks,--
Shall life succeed in that it seems to fail:
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For thence,--a paradox
Which comforts while it mocks,--
Shall life succeed in that it seems to fail:
What I aspired to be,
And was not, comforts me:
A brute I might have been, but would not sink i' the scale.
Whenever a separation is made between liberty and justice,
neither, in my opinion, is safe.
Whenever a separation is made between liberty and justice,
neither, in my opinion, is safe.
What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
But there are times when patience proves at fault.
But there are times when patience proves at fault.
Measure your mind's height by the shade it casts.
Measure your mind's height by the shade it casts.
Let my hand,
This hand, lie in your own--my own true friend;
Aprile! Hand-in-hand with you, Aprile!
Let my hand,
This hand, lie in your own--my own true friend;
Aprile! Hand-in-hand with you, Aprile!
There shall never be one lost good! What was shall live as
before;
The evil is null, is read more
There shall never be one lost good! What was shall live as
before;
The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound;
What was good shall be good, with, for evil, so much good more;
On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
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.
