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
blot insult lost record sorrow soul task wrong
Blot out his name, then, record one lost soul more, / One task more declined, one more footpath untrod, / One more devil's-triumph and sorrow for angels, / One wrong more to man, one more insult to God!
dogs escapes leave man mistrust others time
Others mistrust and say: "But time escapes - live now or never!" He said: "What's time? Leave Now for dogs and apes - Man has For ever
believe kiss sure
Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed It's petals up ...
decided deter ears extra maybe pair
I would think the extra pair of eyes, extra pair of ears would maybe deter someone who may have decided to try something.
england sings
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough / In England - now!
afar draw fail knew man named night poet remember saw stand true
Stand still, true poet that you are! / I know you; let me try and draw you. / Some night you'll fail us: when afar / You rise, remember one man saw you, / Knew you and named a star!
bride corpse leave lost though tied
Let me not know that all is lost, though lost it be - leave me not tied to this despair, this corpse like bride
patience proves
The are times when patience proves at fault.
begins fight within worth
When the fight begins within himself, a man's worth something.
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.
evening
To me at least was never evening yet, but seemed far beautifuller than its day.
inspirational life motivational
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, 'A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid!
man tis
Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do!
blinding fire god good hail send shall unless
Unless God send his hail / Or blinding fire balls, sleet or stifling snow, / In some time, his good time, I shall arrive.