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
beauty world made
O world, as God has made it! All is beauty.
stars dark sea
O never star Was lost; here We all aspire to heaven and there is heaven Above us. If I stoop Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a time; I press God's lamp Close to my breast; its splendor soon or late Will pierce the gloom. I shall emerge some day.
night lasts faster
Day! Faster and more fast. O'er night's brim, day boils at last.
time men faults
The only fault's with time; All men become good creatures: but so slow!
faith doubt stronger
You call for faith: I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists. The more of doubt, the stronger faith, I say, If faith o'ercomes doubt.
feelings east gone
And inasmuch as feeling, the East's gift, Is quick and transient,- comes, and lo! is gone, While Northern thought is slow and durable.
friendship and-love demand
Let friend trust friends, and love demand love's like.
pain past succeed
Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain
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
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.
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.
stars rose afar
Oh never star Was lost here but it rose afar.