An Epistle Containing the Strange Medical Experience of Kar (Robert Browning Poems)
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs,The not-incurious in God's handiwork(This man's-flesh he hath admirably made,Blown like a bubble, kneaded like ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs,The not-incurious in God's handiwork(This man's-flesh he hath admirably made,Blown like a bubble, kneaded like ...
(after he has been extemporizing upon the musical instrument of his invention)</i>Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I ...
Christ God who savest man, save mostOf men Count Gismond who saved me!Count Gauthier, when he chose his post,Chose time ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
Christ God who savest man, save most Of men Count Gismond who saved me! Count Gauthier, when he chose his ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, And a statue watches it from the square, And this story ...
I. She should never have looked at me If she meant I should not love her! There are plenty ... ...
Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, Bidding my organ obey, calling its keys to their work, ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I. All I believed is true! I am able yet All I want, to get By a method as strange ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. It is a lie---their Priests, their Pope, Their Saints, their ... all they fear or hope Are lies, ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
O God, where does this tend-these struggling aims? What would I have? What is this 'sleep', which seems To bound ...
I. Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead! Sit and watch by her side an hour. That is her book-shelf, this her ...
I. Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak, ``Kiss my cheek, wish me well!'' ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
I. How well I know what I mean to do When the long dark autumn-evenings come: And where, my soul, ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
I. I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so, Since now at length my fate I know, Since nothing all my love ...
I wonder how you feel to-day As I have felt since, hand in hand, We sat down on the grass, ...
I Oh Galuppi, Baldassaro, this is very sad to find! I can hardly misconceive you; it would prove me deaf ...
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! Draw round my bed: is Anselm keeping back? Nephews -- sons mine -- ah God, ...
I. So far as our story approaches the end, Which do you pity the most of us three?- My friend, ...
Fear death?-to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts ...
I My love, this is the bitterest, that thou Who art all truth and who dost love me now As ...
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