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
spring heaven world
God is in his Heaven, all's right with the world.
may lions ass
A lion may die of an ass's kick.
soul flesh helping
All good things Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!
genius
Genius has somewhat of the infantine; but of the childish not a touch or taint.
girl heart kissing
All the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee; All the wonder and wealth of the mine in the heart of one gem; In the core of one pearl all the shade and the shine of the sea; Breath and bloom, shade and shine,- wonder, wealth, and-how far above them- Truth, that's brighter than gem, Truth, that's purer than pearl,- Brightest truth, purest trust in the universe- all were for me In the kiss of one girl.
queens heart fortune
Italy, my Italy! Queen Mary's saying serves for me (When fortune's malice Lost her Calais): "Open my heart, and you will see Graved inside of it 'Italy.'"
adventure two preparation
Are there not, dear Michael, Two points in the adventure of the diver,- One, when a beggar he prepares to plunge; One, when a prince he rises with his pearl? Festus, I plunge.
dog pain cat
I despise and abhor the pleas on behalf of that infamous practice, vivisection... I would rather submit to the worst of deaths, so far as pain goes, than have a single dog or cat tortured to death on the pretense of sparing me a twinge or two.
strength waste doom
Be sure that God Ne'er dooms to waste the strength he deigns impart.
friendship world ends
What a thing friendship is - World without end.
birthday strong men
When is man strong until he feels alone? Colombe's Birthday
bird good-times stifling
He guides me and the bird. In His good time!
heart keys ifs
"With this same key Shakespeare unlocked his heart" once more! Did Shakespeare? If so, the less Shakespeare he!
center consists entry escape fullness imprisoned lies light opening outward rather rise splendor supposed takes truth whatever within
Truth lies within ourselves: it takes no rise from outward things, whatever you may believe. There is an inmost center in us all, where truth abides in fullness and to Know rather consists in opening out a way whence the imprisoned splendor may escape than in effecting entry for light supposed to be without.