The Poetical Works of Robert Browning ...Smith, Elder and Company, 1879 |
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... death . Cha . But you are I ! But you I call To take , Heaven's proxy , vows I tendered Heaven A moment since . I will deserve the crown ! Pol . You will . [ Aside . ] No doubt it were a glorious thing For any people , if a heart like ...
... death . Cha . But you are I ! But you I call To take , Heaven's proxy , vows I tendered Heaven A moment since . I will deserve the crown ! Pol . You will . [ Aside . ] No doubt it were a glorious thing For any people , if a heart like ...
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... death . Vic . Indeed ! Pol . [ Aside . ] Is the trap there ? Cha . Ay , call this parting - death ! The sacreder your memory becomes . If I misrule Sardinia , how bring back My father ? Vic . I mean • Pol . [ who watches VICTOR narrowly ...
... death . Vic . Indeed ! Pol . [ Aside . ] Is the trap there ? Cha . Ay , call this parting - death ! The sacreder your memory becomes . If I misrule Sardinia , how bring back My father ? Vic . I mean • Pol . [ who watches VICTOR narrowly ...
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... death's silent ocean ! Up jumped Tokay on our table , Like a pygmy castle - warder , Dwarfish to see , but stout and able , Arms and accoutrements all in order ; 1 And fierce he looked North , then , wheeling DRAMATIC LYRICS . 85.
... death's silent ocean ! Up jumped Tokay on our table , Like a pygmy castle - warder , Dwarfish to see , but stout and able , Arms and accoutrements all in order ; 1 And fierce he looked North , then , wheeling DRAMATIC LYRICS . 85.
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... death in an earring , a casket , A signet , a fan - mount , a filigree basket ! VI . Soon , at the King's , a mere lozenge to give And Pauline should have just thirty minutes to live ! But to light a pastile , and Elise , with her head ...
... death in an earring , a casket , A signet , a fan - mount , a filigree basket ! VI . Soon , at the King's , a mere lozenge to give And Pauline should have just thirty minutes to live ! But to light a pastile , and Elise , with her head ...
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... death be felt and the proof remain : Brand , burn up , bite into its grace- He is sure to remember her dying face ! XI . Is it done ? Take my mask off ! Nay , be not morose ; It kills her , and this prevents seeing it close : The ...
... death be felt and the proof remain : Brand , burn up , bite into its grace- He is sure to remember her dying face ! XI . Is it done ? Take my mask off ! Nay , be not morose ; It kills her , and this prevents seeing it close : The ...
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Page 76 - Good speed!" cried the watch, as the gate-bolts undrew; "Speed!" echoed the wall to us galloping through; Behind shut the postern, the lights sank to rest, And into the midnight we galloped abreast.
Page 78 - So we were left galloping, Joris and I, Past Looz and past Tongres, no cloud in the sky; The broad sun above laughed a pitiless laugh, 'Neath our feet broke the brittle, bright stubble like chaff; Till over by Dalhem a dome-spire sprang white, And "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!
Page 141 - Hark! where my blossomed pear-tree in the hedge Leans to the field and scatters on the clover Blossoms and dewdrops — at the bent spray's edge That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Page 102 - THE gray sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed i
Page 159 - I have gone the whole round of creation: I saw and I spoke. I, a work of God's hand for that purpose, received in my brain, And pronounced on, the rest of his handwork, — returned him again His creation's approval or censure; I spoke as I saw. I report, as a man may of God's work: all's love, yet all's law.
Page 147 - And I paused, held my breath in such silence, and listened apart; And the tent shook, for mighty Saul shuddered: and sparkles 'gan dart From the jewels that woke in his turban, at once with a start, All its lordly male-sapphires, and rubies courageous at heart. So the head: but the body still moved not, still hung there erect.
Page 210 - O world, as God has made it! All is beauty: And knowing this, is love, and love is duty.
Page 106 - Sixteen years old when she died ! Perhaps she had scarcely heard my name ; It was not her time to love ; beside, Her life had many a hope and aim, Duties enough and little cares, And now was quiet, now astir, Till God's hand beckoned unawares, — And the sweet white brow is all of her. in Is it too late then, Evelyn Hope ? What, your soul was pure and true, The good stars met in your horoscope, Made you of spirit, fire and dew...
Page 107 - Hope, what meant, I shall say, In the lower earth, in the years long still, That body and soul so pure and gay? Why your hair was amber, I shall divine, And your mouth of your own geranium's red, And what you would do with me, in fine, In the new life come in the old one's stead. I have lived, I shall say, so much since then, Given up myself so many times, Gained me the gains of various men, Ransacked the ages, spoiled the climes...
Page 110 - Overscored, While the patching houseleek's head of blossom winks Through the chinks — Marks the basement whence a tower in ancient time Sprang sublime, And a burning ring, all round, the chariots traced As they raced, And the monarch and his minions and his dames Viewed the games. V And I know, while thus the quiet-coloured eve Smiles to leave To their folding, all our...