Robert Browning
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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
nymphs lakes swim
The peerless cup afloat Of the lake-lily is an urn some nymph Swims bearing high above her head.
peaceful age tonight
I am grown peaceful as old age tonight.
time age crystals
What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.
time tonight world
Who knows but the world may end tonight
stills laughed
Each life unfulfilled, you see; It hangs still, patchy and scrappy: We have not sighed deep, laughed free, Starved, feasted, despaired,—been happy.
religion doubt atheism
Who knows most, doubts most.
time men years
What's a man's age? He must hurry more, that's all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold.
inspirational life positive
Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, Or what's a heaven for?
remakes made absolutes
My business is not to remake myself, but to make the absolute best of what God made.
time fire snow
I see my way as birds their trackless way. I shall arrive,- what time, what circuit first, I ask not; but unless God send his hail Or blinding fire-balls, sleet or stifling snow, In some time, his good time, I shall arrive: He guides me and the bird. In his good time.
time perfect why-not
They are perfect; how else?-they shall never change: We are faulty; why not?-we have time in store.
time fall looks
In God's good time, Which does not always fall on Saturday When the world looks for wages.
time men faults
The only fault's with time; All men become good creatures: but so slow!
lost-ones years woe
Lost, lost! one moment knelled the woe of years.