The Complete Works of Robert Browning: Pauline. Paracelsus. Pippa passes, etcHoughton, Mifflin, 1899 |
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Complete Works of Robert Browning: Pauline. Paracelsus. Pippa passes. King ... Robert Browning Affichage du livre entier - 1898 |
The Complete Works of Robert Browning: Pauline. Paracelsus. Pippa passes, etc Robert Browning Affichage du livre entier - 1909 |
Complete Works of Robert Browning: Pauline. Paracelsus. Pippa passes. King ... Robert Browning Affichage du livre entier - 1898 |
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Page 341 - God bless me ! I can pray no more to-night. No doubt, some way or other, hymns say right. All service ranks the same with God— With God, whose puppets, best and -worst, Are we : there is no last nor first.
Page 7 - But in that middle stage when they were full Yet ere I had disposed them to my will ; And then I shall show how these elements Produced my present state, and what it is. I am made up of an intensest life, Of a most clear idea of consciousness Of self, distinct from all its qualities, From all affections, passions, feelings, powers...
Page 7 - And thus far it exists, if tracked in all : But linked, in me, to self-supremacy, Existing as a centre to all things, Most potent to create and rule and call Upon all things to minister to it ; And to a principle of restlessness Which would be all, have, see, know, taste, feel, all . This is myself ; and I should thus have been Though gifted lower than the meanest soul.
Page 70 - Over the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave To a speeding wind and a bounding wave, A gallant armament : Each bark built out of a forest-tree Left leafy and rough as first it grew, And nailed all over the gaping sides, Within and without, with black bull-hides, Seethed in fat and suppled in flame, To bear the playful billows...
Page 91 - Thus he dwells in all, From life's minute beginnings, up at last To man- — the consummation of this scheme Of being, the completion of this sphere Of life : whose attributes had here and there Been scattered o'er the visible world before, Asking to be combined, dim fragments meant To be united in some wondrous whole, Imperfect qualities throughout creation, Suggesting some one creature yet to make, Some point where all those scattered rays should meet Convergent in the faculties of man.
Page 64 - Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes Of labdanum, and aloe-balls, Smeared with dull nard an Indian wipes From out her hair : such balsam falls Down sea-side mountain pedestals, From tree-tops where tired winds are fain, Spent with the vast and howling main, To treasure half their island-gain. And strew faint sweetness from some old Egyptian's fine worm-eaten shroud Which breaks to dust when once unrolled...
Page 71 - A hundred shapes of lucid stone ! All day we built its shrine for each, A shrine of rock for every one, Nor paused till in the westering sun We sat together on the beach To sing because our task was done. When lo ! what shouts and merry songs ! What laughter all the distance stirs ! A loaded raft with happy throngs Of gentle islanders! " Our isles are just at hand...
Page 93 - But in completed man begins anew A tendency to God. Prognostics told Man's near approach; so in man's self arise August anticipations, symbols, types Of a dim splendour ever on before In that eternal circle life pursues.
Page 17 - Truth is within ourselves ; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost centre in us all, Where truth abides in fulness...
Page 14 - I go to prove my soul ! I see my way as birds their trackless way. I shall arrive ! what time, what circuit first, I ask not : but unless God send his hail Or blinding fireballs, sleet or stifling snow, In some time, his good time, I shall arrive : He guides me and the bird. In his good time ! Mich.