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
love might hated
Might she have loved me? just as well She might have hated, who can tell!
stars dark sea
O never star Was lost; here We all aspire to heaven and there is heaven Above us. If I stoop Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a time; I press God's lamp Close to my breast; its splendor soon or late Will pierce the gloom. I shall emerge some day.
life live-life mere
How good is life, the mere living!
night lasts faster
Day! Faster and more fast. O'er night's brim, day boils at last.
life white doubt
All we have gained then by our unbelief Is a life of doubt diversified by faith, For one of faith diversified by doubt: We called the chess-board white-we call it black.
firsts puppets lasts
All service ranks the same with God,- With God, whose puppets, best and worst, Are we: there is no last nor first.
joy thank-god desire
Desire joy and thank God for it. Renounce it, if need be, for other's sake. That's joy beyond joy.
love sleep strive
Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before Love, - Only sleep.
stars rose afar
Oh never star Was lost here but it rose afar.
stars failure night
Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll fail us: when afar You rise, remember one man saw you, Knew you, and named a star!
feelings east gone
And inasmuch as feeling, the East's gift, Is quick and transient,- comes, and lo! is gone, While Northern thought is slow and durable.
pain past succeed
Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain
faith doubt stronger
You call for faith: I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists. The more of doubt, the stronger faith, I say, If faith o'ercomes doubt.
time men faults
The only fault's with time; All men become good creatures: but so slow!