...had given up; I knew that I could never work again. I couldn't even read my hopeful bracers, such as: 'One who never turned his back, but marched breast...dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held, we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.' No. I pasted in my diary the following...

...in Life of Galileo, sc. 13. Responding to Andrea's remark, "Unhappy the land that has no heroes." 3 One who never turned his back but marched breast forward,...dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph. Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake. 4 The drying up a single tear has...

...spirit. And on his death-bed it was not only his doctrine, but his life that blazed out in the words:— "One who never turned his back, but marched breast...dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph. Held, we fall to rise—are baffled to fight better—Sleep to wake." [1898] Unpublished Correspondence...

...bear,” and “for right ever bravely to live,” has been aptly described in the words of Browning: “One who never turned his back, but marched breast...dreamed though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held, we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.” And is not the example of every...

...in the end he can never lose the campaign. Browning in his Epilogue describes the gallant character: One who never turned his back but marched breast forward,...dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake. After he has stated the great paradoxes...

...Browning": What on earth had I to do With the slothful, with the mawkish, the unmanly? Being—who? one who never turned his back, but marched breast...dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, And this is what we must do, "March breast forward"; that is the kind of men that we must be—the...

...light Is on the waters day and night And like a beacon guards me home. 53 PART TWO Exile and Return One who never turned his back but marched breast forward,...dreamed though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake. —Robert Browning, Asolando (1889)...

...inspiration niust come to each one of us as we think of his character and his achievements, for he was “One who never turned his back, but marched breast...dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph.' “In bone and brawn and brain he was a typical New Englander. He was descended from the choicest New...

...wane, as the shades of night gathered round him. In the latest of all his poems, he still speaks of “ One who never turned his back but marched breast forward,...dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake. “ No, at noon-day in the bustle...

...of poems, Asolando, about to be published: it was evident to the listeners that he himself was the One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreameth though right were worsted¿ wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight...