Robert Browning
Robert Browning
Robert Browningwas an English poet and playwright whose mastery of the dramatic monologue made him one of the foremost Victorian poets. His poems are known for their irony, characterization, dark humour, social commentary, historical settings, and challenging vocabulary and syntax...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth7 May 1812
felt pain quite sure
No pain felt she; / I am quite sure she felt no pain.
begins fight within worth
When the fight begins within himself, a man's worth something.
evening
To me at least was never evening yet, but seemed far beautifuller than its day.
inspirational life motivational
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, 'A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid!
center consists entry escape fullness imprisoned lies light opening outward rather rise splendor supposed takes truth whatever within
Truth lies within ourselves: it takes no rise from outward things, whatever you may believe. There is an inmost center in us all, where truth abides in fullness and to Know rather consists in opening out a way whence the imprisoned splendor may escape than in effecting entry for light supposed to be without.
man tis
Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do!
bear darkness fare glad heroes minute pay peers taste
No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers / The heroes of old, / Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears / Of pain, darkness and cold.
dead life physician restored
That he was dead and then restored to life / By a Nazarene physician of his tribe.
hath mind
This Quiet, all it hath a mind to do, doth.
blinding fire god good hail send shall unless
Unless God send his hail / Or blinding fire balls, sleet or stifling snow, / In some time, his good time, I shall arrive.
exceed heaven reach
A man's reach should exceed his grasp, or what's heaven for?
educated higher man tribunal
There's a new tribunal now higher than God's --The educated man s!
heaven spring
The year's at the spring / And day's at the morn; / Morning's at seven; / The hillside's dew-pearled; / The lark's on the wing; / The snail's on the thorn; / God's in his heaven - / All's right with the world!
blessing city facilities golfers hopefully match park played
This may be a blessing for some courses. The attrition of the facilities hopefully will match the attrition of the population. The golfers that played at City Park or Eastover will want to play golf. So they will have to go to other facilities.