Dramatis PersonœTicknor and Fields, 1864 - 262 pages |
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... for a touch or two On my speckled hide ; not you , the pride Of the day , my swan , that a first fleck's fall On her wonder of white must unswan , undo ! 2 . I had dipped in life's struggle , and out again , Bore specks of it here , there , ...
... for a touch or two On my speckled hide ; not you , the pride Of the day , my swan , that a first fleck's fall On her wonder of white must unswan , undo ! 2 . I had dipped in life's struggle , and out again , Bore specks of it here , there , ...
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... in the end , what boots ? How truth would have triumphed ! " . - you sigh too late . 13 . Ay , who would have triumphed like you , I say ! Well , it is lost now ; well , you must bear , Abide and grow fit for a better day : You should ...
... in the end , what boots ? How truth would have triumphed ! " . - you sigh too late . 13 . Ay , who would have triumphed like you , I say ! Well , it is lost now ; well , you must bear , Abide and grow fit for a better day : You should ...
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... of that ! Is that all true ? I say , the day Ten years ago when both of us Met on a morning , friends as thus We meet this evening , friends or what ? — 2 . Did you - because I took your arm And sillily smiled , " A mass of brass That ...
... of that ! Is that all true ? I say , the day Ten years ago when both of us Met on a morning , friends as thus We meet this evening , friends or what ? — 2 . Did you - because I took your arm And sillily smiled , " A mass of brass That ...
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Robert Browning. 15 . " Then follows Paris and full time For both to reason : 6 Thus with us ! ' She'll sigh , Thus ... day : They're fools ; he cheats , with beard less brown . 17 . " For boys say , Love me or I die ! He did not say ...
Robert Browning. 15 . " Then follows Paris and full time For both to reason : 6 Thus with us ! ' She'll sigh , Thus ... day : They're fools ; he cheats , with beard less brown . 17 . " For boys say , Love me or I die ! He did not say ...
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... in vain ? What was the sea for ? What , the gray , Sad church , that solitary day , Crosses and graves and swallows ' call ? 24 . Was there naught better than to enjoy ? No feat which , done , would make time break , And let us pent ...
... in vain ? What was the sea for ? What , the gray , Sad church , that solitary day , Crosses and graves and swallows ' call ? 24 . Was there naught better than to enjoy ? No feat which , done , would make time break , And let us pent ...
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Page 162 - And bade me creep past. No ! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements...
Page 83 - But here is the finger of God, a flash of the will that can, . Existent behind all laws, that made them and, lo, they are? And I know not if, save in this, such gift be allowed to man, That out of three sounds he frame, not a fourth sound, but a star.
Page 84 - Therefore to whom turn I but to Thee, the ineffable Name? Builder and maker, Thou, of houses not made with hands! What, have fear of change from Thee who art ever the same? Doubt that Thy power can fill the heart that Thy power expands? There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before...
Page 97 - Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped; All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped.
Page 91 - Then, welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Page 93 - Spite of this flesh to-day I strove, made head, gained ground upon the whole!" As the bird wings and sings, Let us cry, "All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
Page 91 - 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
Page 96 - Now, who shall arbitrate? Ten men love what I hate, Shun what I follow, slight what I receive; Ten, who in ears and eyes Match me: we all surmise, They, this thing, and I that: whom shall my soul believe? XXIII Not on the vulgar mass Called 'work,' must sentence pass, Things done, that took the eye and had the price; O'er which, from level stand.
Page 79 - ... angels that soar, legions of demons that lurk, Man, brute, reptile, fly, — alien of end and of aim, Adverse, each from the other heaven-high, hell-deep removed, — Should rush into sight at once as he named the ineffable Name, And pile him a palace straight, to pleasure the princess he loved ! a.
Page 92 - I see the whole design, I, who saw power, see now love perfect too: Perfect I call thy plan: Thanks that I was a man! Maker, remake, complete, — I trust what thou shalt do!