Tag: Robert Browning
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On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
Robert Browning
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Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, Or what’s a heaven for?
Robert Browning
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So, fall asleep love, loved by me… for I know love, I am loved by thee.
Robert Browning
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The aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: Try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate!
Robert Browning
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Faultless to a fault.
Robert Browning
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Measure your mind’s height by the shade it casts.
Robert Browning
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What’s a man’s age? He must hurry more, that’s all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold.
Robert Browning
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But what if I fail of my purpose here? It is but to keep the nerves at strain, to dry one’s eyes and laugh at a fall, and baffled, get up and begin again.
Robert Browning
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Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do!
Robert Browning
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The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o’er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.
Robert Browning