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
men judging people
Ever judge of men by their professions. For though the bright moment of promising is but a moment, and cannot be prolonged, yet if sincere in its moment's extravagant goodness, why, trust it, and know the man by it, I say,- not by his performance; which is half the world's work, interfere as the world needs must with its accidents and circumstances: the profession was purely the man's own. I judge people by what they might be,- not are, nor will be.
people mass models
A people is but the attempt of many To rise to the completer life of one; And those who live as models for the mass Are singly of more value than they all.
book people feelings
I have no little insight into the feelings of furniture, and treat books and prints with a reasonable consideration. How some people use their pictures, for instance, is a mystery to me; very revolting all the same--portraits obliged to face each other for ever--prints put together in portfolios.
judging people might
I judge people by what they might be, - not are, nor will be.
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.
hath mind
This Quiet, all it hath a mind to do, doth.
dogs escapes leave man mistrust others time
Others mistrust and say: "But time escapes - live now or never!" He said: "What's time? Leave Now for dogs and apes - Man has For ever
bride corpse leave lost though tied
Let me not know that all is lost, though lost it be - leave me not tied to this despair, this corpse like bride
best plain
It is best to be yourself, imperial, plain and true.
afar draw fail knew man named night poet remember saw stand true
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!
patience proves
The are times when patience proves at fault.
care doubt
Irks care the crop-full bird? Frets doubt the maw-crammed beast?
england sings
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough / In England - now!
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.