Tag: Robert Browning
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What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?
Robert Browning
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It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least.
Robert Browning
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Better have failed in the high aim, as I, Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed As, God be thanked! I do not.
Robert Browning
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I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.
Robert Browning
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All June I bound the rose in sheaves, Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves.
Robert Browning
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Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
Robert Browning
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Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
Robert Browning
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One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, sleep to wake.
Robert Browning
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Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
Robert Browning
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Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.
Robert Browning