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"With this same key Shakespeare unlocked his heart," once more! Did Shakespeare? If so, the less Shakespeare be!


Robert Browning

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If I stoop Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a time; I press God's lamp ...
ROBERT BROWNING So free we seem, so fettered fast we are.
ROBERT BROWNING Better have failed in the high aim, as I, Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed As, God be than...
ROBERT BROWNING I trust in Nature for the stable laws Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant And Autumn ga...
ROBERT BROWNING Whenever a separation is made between liberty and justice, neither, in my opinion, is safe.
ROBERT BROWNING Let my hand, This hand, lie in your own--my own true friend; Aprile! Hand-in-hand with you, A...
ROBERT BROWNING Oh, the little more, and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away.
ROBERT BROWNING God's in His Heaven-- All's right with the world!
ROBERT BROWNING What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
ROBERT BROWNING This could but have happened once, And we missed it, lost it forever.
ROBERT BROWNING Hand Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship, And great hearts expand And grow...
ROBERT BROWNING Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what's a heaven for?
ROBERT BROWNING Who hears music, feels his solitude
Peopled at once.
ROBERT BROWNING I count life just a stuff to try the soul's strength on.
ROBERT BROWNING Never the time and the place and the loved one all together!
ROBERT BROWNING Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life, for which the first was made:...
ROBERT BROWNING Make no more giants, God!But elevate the race at once!
ROBERT BROWNING One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, Never dr...
ROBERT BROWNING When the fight begins within himself, a man's worth something.
ROBERT BROWNING No sketches first, no studies, that
ROBERT BROWNING O lyric Love, half angel and half bird. And all a wonder and a wild desire.
ROBERT BROWNING It's like those eerie stories nurses tell,
Of how some actor on a stage played Death,
With pas...
ROBERT BROWNING Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.
ROBERT BROWNING So free we seem, so fettered we are!
ROBERT BROWNING The year
ROBERT BROWNING Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
ROBERT BROWNING That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recaptur...
ROBERT BROWNING Less is more.
ROBERT BROWNING And gain is gain, however small.
ROBERT BROWNING Our aspirations are our possibilities.
ROBERT BROWNING What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.
ROBERT BROWNING Go practice if you please with men and women: leave a child alone for Christ's particular love's sak...
ROBERT BROWNING Inscribe all human effort with one word, artistry's haunting curse, the Incomplete!
ROBERT BROWNING Ignorance is not innocence, but sin.
ROBERT BROWNING My sun sets to rise again.
ROBERT BROWNING Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
ROBERT BROWNING Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what's a heaven for?
ROBERT BROWNING I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten ...
ROBERT BROWNING What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
ROBERT BROWNING 'Tis not what man does which exalts him, but what man Would do!
ROBERT BROWNING Ambition is not what man does... but what man would do.
ROBERT BROWNING Stung by the splendor of a sudden thought.
ROBERT BROWNING Where the apple reddens never pry -- lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I.
ROBERT BROWNING It's wiser being good than bad; It's safer being meek than fierce: It's fitter being sane than...
ROBERT BROWNING Good strong thick stupefying incense-smoke!
ROBERT BROWNING There's a woman like a dew-drop, She's so purer than the purest.
ROBERT BROWNING All will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children's dower.
ROBERT BROWNING Autumn wins you best by this, its mute Appeal to sympathy for its decay.
ROBERT BROWNING Good, to forgive; Best to forget.
ROBERT BROWNING No, when the fight begins within himself, A man's worth something.
ROBERT BROWNING 'Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do.
ROBERT BROWNING The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.
ROBERT BROWNING It's a long time between drinks.
ROBERT BROWNING When the liquor's out, why clink the cannikin?
ROBERT BROWNING Oh, to be in England, Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees some mor...
ROBERT BROWNING A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with.
ROBERT BROWNING God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinq...
ROBERT BROWNING Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?
ROBERT BROWNING Day! Faster and more fast, O'er night's brim, day boils at last; Boils, pure gold, o'er ...
ROBERT BROWNING A minute's success pays the failure of years.
ROBERT BROWNING I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists.
ROBERT BROWNING Why comes temptation, but for man to meet and master and crouch beneath his foot, and so be pedestal...
ROBERT BROWNING To me at least was never evening yet But seemed far beautifuller than its day.
ROBERT BROWNING Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
ROBERT BROWNING No, when the fight begins within himself, A man's worth something.
ROBERT BROWNING A minute's success pays the failure of years.
ROBERT BROWNING Love, hope, fear, faith - these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character.
ROBERT BROWNING The aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: Try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate!
ROBERT BROWNING Take away love and our earth is a tomb.
ROBERT BROWNING All June I bound the rose in sheaves, Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves.
ROBERT BROWNING Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb,...
ROBERT BROWNING Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
ROBERT BROWNING If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing God invents.
ROBERT BROWNING The moment eternal - just that and no more - When ecstasy's utmost we clutch at the core While c...
ROBERT BROWNING Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.
ROBERT BROWNING Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
ROBERT BROWNING Measure your mind's height by the shade it casts.
ROBERT BROWNING Ignorance is not innocence but sin.
ROBERT BROWNING Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?
ROBERT BROWNING I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to...
ROBERT BROWNING Love is energy of life.
ROBERT BROWNING What's a man's age? He must hurry more, that's all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a...
ROBERT BROWNING So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by thee.
ROBERT BROWNING But what if I fail of my purpose here? It is but to keep the nerves at strain, to dry one's eyes...
ROBERT BROWNING One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, Never dr...
ROBERT BROWNING Her voice changed like a bird's: There grew more of the music, and less of the words.
ROBERT BROWNING I was made and meant to look for you and wait for you and become yours forever.
ROBERT BROWNING Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven.
ROBERT BROWNING All June I bound the rose in sheaves, Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves.
ROBERT BROWNING how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet
ROBERT BROWNING There shall never be one lost good! What was shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, ...
ROBERT BROWNING My star, God's glowworm.
ROBERT BROWNING So may glory from defect arise.
ROBERT BROWNING In some time, his good time, I shall arrive; He guides me and the bird In his good time.
ROBERT BROWNING Progress is The law of life, man is not Man as yet.
ROBERT BROWNING Like plants in mines, which never saw the sun, But dream of him, and guess where he may be, An...
ROBERT BROWNING Finds progress, man's distinctive mark alone, Not God's, and not the beast's; God is, they are...
ROBERT BROWNING For the preacher's merit or demerit, It were to be wished that the flaws were fewer In the ear...
ROBERT BROWNING Just my vengeance complete, The man sprang to his feet, Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, a...
ROBERT BROWNING Perhaps one has to be very old before one learns to be amused rather than shocked.
ROBERT BROWNING Why comes temptation but for man to meet And master and make crouch beneath his foot, And so be pede...
ROBERT BROWNING The rain set early in tonight,
The sullen wind was soon awake,
It tore the elm-tops down f...
ROBERT BROWNING Measure your mind's height by the shade it casts.
ROBERT BROWNING Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
ROBERT BROWNING For thence,--a paradox Which comforts while it mocks,-- Shall life succeed in that it seems to...
ROBERT BROWNING I give the fight up; let there be an end, A privacy, an obscure nook for me, I want to be forg...
ROBERT BROWNING Italy, my Italy! Queen Mary's saying serves for me-- (When fortune's malice Lost her Cal...
ROBERT BROWNING From the sprinkled isles, Lily on lily, that o'erlace the sea.
ROBERT BROWNING Dear, dead women, with such hair, too--what's become of all the gold Used to hang and brush their...
ROBERT BROWNING What? Was man made a wheel-work to wind up, And be discharged, and straight wound up anew? No...
ROBERT BROWNING Love, hope, fear, faith--these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character.
ROBERT BROWNING Then I cast loose my buff coat, each halter let fall, Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt an...
ROBERT BROWNING But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?
ROBERT BROWNING What's the earth With all its art, verse, music, worth - Compared with love, found, gained, and kept...
ROBERT BROWNING Grow old along with me the best is yet to be.
ROBERT BROWNING Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp - or what's a heaven for?
ROBERT BROWNING Truth never hurts the teller.
ROBERT BROWNING Truth lies within ourselves: it takes no rise from outward things, whatever you may believe. There i...
ROBERT BROWNING Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a ribbon to stick in his coat; Found the one...
ROBERT BROWNING And I have written three books on the soul, Proving absurd all written hitherto, And putting u...
ROBERT BROWNING Why comes temptation, but for man to meet and master and crouch beneath his foot, and so be pedesta...
ROBERT BROWNING Why comes temptation but for man to meet And master and make crouch beneath his foot, And so b...
ROBERT BROWNING It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to m...
ROBERT BROWNING The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.
ROBERT BROWNING That low man seeks a little thing to do, Sees it and does it; This high man, with a great thin...
ROBERT BROWNING In the great right of an excessive wrong.
ROBERT BROWNING One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Ne...
ROBERT BROWNING Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?
ROBERT BROWNING Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.
ROBERT BROWNING Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure.
ROBERT BROWNING In heaven I yearn for knowledge, account all else inanity; On earth I confess an itch for the praise...
ROBERT BROWNING Still ailing, Wind? Wilt be appeased or no?
ROBERT BROWNING Four great walls in the New Jerusalem, / Meted on each side by the angel's reed, / For Leonard, Rafa...
ROBERT BROWNING Reads verse and thinks she understands.
ROBERT BROWNING So munch on, crunch on, take your nuncheon, / Breakfast, supper, dinner, luncheon!
ROBERT BROWNING Outside are the storms and strangers: We - Oh, close, safe and warm sleep I and she, I - and she
ROBERT BROWNING So, fall asleep love, loved by me....for I know love, I am loved by thee.
ROBERT BROWNING God is the perfect poet.
ROBERT BROWNING Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away; / Sunset ran, one glorious blood-red, r...
ROBERT BROWNING Everyone soon or late comes round by Rome.
ROBERT BROWNING But all, the world's coarse thumb / And finger failed to plumb, / So passed in making up the main ac...
ROBERT BROWNING A fierce vindictive scribble of red.
ROBERT BROWNING The moment eternal - just that and no more - When ecstasy's utmost we clutch at the core While cheek...
ROBERT BROWNING Who fished the murex up? / What porridge had John Keats?
ROBERT BROWNING Why comes temptation but for man to meet/ And master and make crouch beneath his foot, / And so be p...
ROBERT BROWNING The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.
ROBERT BROWNING They're not very talented, but they didn't give up. They hustled, they worked and they did what they...
ROBERT BROWNING Then, welcome each rebuff / That turns earth's smoothness rough, / Each sting that bids nor sit nor ...
ROBERT BROWNING Our interest's on the dangerous edge of things. The honest thief, the tender murderer, the superstit...
ROBERT BROWNING Any nose
May ravage with impunity a rose.
ROBERT BROWNING It is the glory and good of Art
That Art remains the one way possible
Of speaking truth - ...
ROBERT BROWNING Grow old with me, the best is yet to be.
ROBERT BROWNING There, that is our secret: go to sleep! You will wake, and remember, and understand.
ROBERT BROWNING Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our t...
ROBERT BROWNING Oh, to be in England Now that April's there
ROBERT BROWNING Or, my scrofulous French novel / On grey paper with blunt type! / Simply glance at it, you grovel / ...
ROBERT BROWNING Just the one prize vouchsafed unworthy me, / Seven years a gardener of the untoward ground.
ROBERT BROWNING Boston's a hole, the herring-pond is wide.
ROBERT BROWNING There's a great text in Galatians, / Once you trip on it, entails / Twenty-nine distinct damnations,...
ROBERT BROWNING What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?
ROBERT BROWNING Where sportive ladies leave their doors ajar.
ROBERT BROWNING But there are times when patience proves at fault.
ROBERT BROWNING O world as God has made it! All is beauty.
ROBERT BROWNING Feast of Etheldreda, Abbess of Ely, c.678 Continuing a short series on authenticity: For the preach...
ROBERT BROWNING A people is but the attempt of many To rise to the completer life of one-- And those who live ...
ROBERT BROWNING God is the perfect poet, / Who in his person acts his own creations.
ROBERT BROWNING The year's at the spring / And day's at the morn; / Morning's at seven; / The hillside's dew-pearled...
ROBERT BROWNING When a man's busy, why leisure Strikes him as wonderful pleasure: Faith, and at leisure once is he? ...
ROBERT BROWNING Any nose may ravage with impunity a rose
ROBERT BROWNING But facts are facts and flinch not
ROBERT BROWNING Dauntless the slug-horn to my lips I set, / And blew.
ROBERT BROWNING Dante, who loved well because he hated, / Hated wickedness that hinders loving.
ROBERT BROWNING So free we seem, so fettered fast we are
ROBERT BROWNING I heard a sound as of scraping tripe, / And putting apples wondrous ripe, / Into a cider- press's gr...
ROBERT BROWNING Such ever was love's way; to rise, it stoops
ROBERT BROWNING Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs,/ The not-incurious in God's handiwork.
ROBERT BROWNING With shrieking and squeaking / In fifty different sharps and flats.
ROBERT BROWNING White shall not neutralize the black, nor good compensate bad in man, absolve him so: life's bus...
ROBERT BROWNING It was roses, roses, all the way, / With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.
ROBERT BROWNING Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made.
ROBERT BROWNING Fail I alone, in words and deeds? Why, all men strive and who succeeds?
ROBERT BROWNING Lied is a rough phrase; say he fell from truth
ROBERT BROWNING All service ranks the same with God: With God, whose puppets, best and worst, Are we; there is no la...
ROBERT BROWNING God is seen God In the star, in the stone, in the flesh, in the soul and the clod
ROBERT BROWNING All's over, then; does truth sound bitter / As one at first believes? / Hark, 'tis the sparrows' goo...
ROBERT BROWNING I had told the kids that I honestly didn't think we would be in the playoffs unless we won the tourn...
ROBERT BROWNING Lo, life again knocked laughing at the door! The world goes on, goes ever, in and through, And out a...
ROBERT BROWNING Progress, man's distinctive mark alone, Not God's, and not the beasts': God is, they are, Man partly...
ROBERT BROWNING All men on whom the Higher Nature has stamped the Love of Truth, should especially concern themselve...
ROBERT BROWNING One wise man's verdict outweighs all the fools'
ROBERT BROWNING How very hard it is / To be a Christian!
ROBERT BROWNING I don't know; maybe the guys who got the chance to start were more focused and ready to play.
ROBERT BROWNING Ages past the soul existed, / Here an age 'tis resting merely.
ROBERT BROWNING Our guards really worked hard this summer on their shooting. You can't rely on your shooting all the...
ROBERT BROWNING And after April, when May follows, / And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows!
ROBERT BROWNING Round the cape of a sudden came the sea, And the sun looked over the mountain's rim: And straight wa...
ROBERT BROWNING Let me not know that all is lost, though lost it be - leave me not tied to this despair, this corpse...
ROBERT BROWNING Better have failed in the high aim, as I, Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed, As God be thanked! I...
ROBERT BROWNING The rest may reason and welcome; 'tis we musicians know.
ROBERT BROWNING Give both the infinitudes their due - / Infinite mercy, but, I wis, / As infinite a justice too.
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