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
believe kiss sure
Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed It's petals up ...
wall believe light
Truth is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost centre in us all, Where truth abides in fulness; and around, Wall upon wall, the gross flesh hems it in, This perfect, clear perception-which is truth. A baffling and perverting carnal mesh Binds it, and makes all error: and to know Rather consists in opening out a way Whence the imprisoned splendour may escape, Than in effecting entry for a light Supposed to be without.
flower believe kissing
Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed It's petals up ...
believe lasts firsts
In the first is the last, in thy will is my power to believe.
believe hands tolerate
There are those who believe something, and therefore will tolerate nothing; and on the other hand, those who tolerate everything, because they believe nothing.
begins fight within worth
When a man's fight begins within himself, he is worth something
lamp sin
And the sin I impute to each frustrate ghost/ Is - the unlit lamp and the ungirt loin.
blot insult lost record sorrow soul task wrong
Blot out his name, then, record one lost soul more, / One task more declined, one more footpath untrod, / One more devil's-triumph and sorrow for angels, / One wrong more to man, one more insult to God!
sort
As is your sort of mind, so is your sort of search: You'll find what you desire.
england sings
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough / In England - now!
patience proves
The are times when patience proves at fault.
again begin dry eyes laugh
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall, And, baffled, get up and begin again
best grow
Grow old with me the best is yet to come.
best grow last
Grow old with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, For which, the first is made.