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
forever losing lost
This could but have happened once,- And we missed it, lost it forever.
evil broken perfect
There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with for evil so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
lost-ones years woe
Lost, lost! one moment knelled the woe of years.
lying stood-up
The lie was dead And damned, and truth stood up instead.
play awkward soul
'Tis an awkward thing to play with souls.
soul height body
The body sprang At once to the height, and stayed; but the soul,-no!
book ignorance soul
And I have written three books on the soul, Proving absurd all written hitherto, And putting us to ignorance again.
love sleep storm
Outside are the storms and strangers: We - Oh, close, safe and warm sleep I and she, I and she . . .
time perfect why-not
They are perfect; how else?-they shall never change: We are faulty; why not?-we have time in store.
time fall looks
In God's good time, Which does not always fall on Saturday When the world looks for wages.
beauty world made
O world, as God has made it! All is beauty.
learning men wind
What? Was man made a wheel-work to wind up, And be discharged, and straight wound up anew? No! grown, his growth lasts; taught, he ne'er forgets: May learn a thousand things, not twice the same.
vanity heaven earth
In heaven I yearn for knowledge, account all else inanity; On earth I confess an itch for the praise of fools - that's vanity
friendship and-love demand
Let friend trust friends, and love demand love's like.