The Poetical Works of Robert Browning ...Macmillan and Company, 1894 |
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Admetus æther APOLLO aught beast beauty Behold beneath BERNARD DE MANDEVILLE boast brain CHARLES AVISON CHRISTOPHER SMART Clive CLOTHO confessed dare dead death deed dost dream earth evil eyes fancy fast FATES fear Ferishtah FERISHTAH'S FANCIES fire flesh fool foot forsooth FUST gains GEORGE BUBB DODINGTON GERARD DE LAIRESSE gift God's guess hand haply hast head heart heaven hold Jochanan knowledge LACHESIS laugh leave less life's lips look love and praise love's man's Master mind needs never Nishapur nowise o'er once pain Pambo Perida Persia Pheidippides plain play prove quoth Rabbi's round sage sense Shah smile soul soul's sound Of silver stand stars straight sure tell thanks thee There's thine things thou thro thyself touch truth Tsaddik turn twixt whence Wherefore Whereof word youth Zeus
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Сторінка 246 - NEVER THE TIME AND THE PLACE NEVER the time and the place And the loved one all together! This path — how soft to pace ! This May — what magic weather! Where is the loved one's face? In a dream that loved one's face meets mine, But the house is narrow, the place is bleak Where, outside, rain and wind combine With a furtive ear, if I strive to speak, With a hostile eye at my flushing cheek, 10 With a malice that marks each word, each sign!
Сторінка 246 - ... one's face meets mine, But the house is narrow, the place is bleak Where, outside, rain and wind combine With a furtive ear, if I strive to speak, With a hostile eye at my flushing cheek, With a malice that marks each word, each sign ! O enemy sly and serpentine, Uncoil thee from the waking man ! Do I hold the Past Thus firm and fast Yet doubt if the Future hold I can ? This path so soft to pace shall lead Thro...
Сторінка 81 - Then the cloud-rift broadens, spanning earth that 's under, Wide our world displays its worth, man's strife and strife's success: All the good and beauty, wonder crowning wonder, Till my heart and soul applaud perfection, nothing less. Only, at heart's utmost joy and triumph, terror Sudden turns the blood to ice : a chill wind disencharms All the late enchantment! What if all be error— If the halo irised round my head were, Love, thine arms ? Palazzo Giustinian-Recanati, Venice: December 1, 1883.
Сторінка 207 - Some fitter way express Heart's satisfaction that the Past indeed Is past, gives way before Life's best and last, The all-including Future! What were life Did soul stand still therein, forego her strife Through the ambiguous Present to the goal Of some all-reconciling Future?
Сторінка 25 - Athens is saved, thank Pan,' go shout !" He flung down his shield, Ran like fire once more : and the space 'twixt the Fennelfield And Athens was stubble again, a field which a fire runs through, Till in he broke: "Rejoice, we conquer!
Сторінка 63 - John, go and catch — or, if needs be, Purchase — that animal for me ! By vivisection, at expense Of half-an-hour and eighteenpence, How brain secretes dog's soul, we '11 see ! '
Сторінка 171 - WANTING is — what ? Summer redundant, Blueness abundant, — Where is the blot ? Beamy the world, yet a blank all the same, — Framework which waits for a picture to frame : What of the leafage, what of the flower ? Roses embowering with naught they embower ! Come then, complete incompletion, O comer, Pant through the blueness, perfect the summer ! Breathe but one breath Rose-beauty above, And all that was death Grows life, grows love, Grows love ! DONALD. " WILL you hear my story also, — Huge...
Сторінка 25 - — his word which brought rejoicing indeed. So is Pheidippides happy for ever, — the noble strong man Who could race like a God, bear the face of a God, whom a God loved so well ; He saw the land saved he had helped to save, and was suffered to tell Such tidings, yet never decline, but, gloriously as he began, So to end gloriously— once to shout, thereafter be mute: 'Athens is saved!
Сторінка 52 - all I seem to know Is — I know nothing save that love I can Boundlessly, endlessly. My curls were crowned In youth with knowledge, — off, alas, crown slipped Next moment, pushed by better knowledge still Which nowise proved more constant : gain, to-day, Was toppling loss to-morrow, lay at last — Knowledge, the golden ? — lacquered ignorance ! As gain — mistrust it ! Not as means to gain : Lacquer we learn by : cast in fining-pot, AVe learn, when what seemed ore assayed proves dross, —...
Сторінка 67 - Here and there a touch Taught me, betimes, the artifice of things — That all about, external to myself, Was meant to be suspected, — not revealed Demonstrably a cheat, — but half seen through, Lest white should rule unchecked along the line: Therefore white may not triumph. All the same, Of absolute and irretrievable...