The moment eternal – just that and no more – When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet!
ROBERT BROWNINGEach life unfulfilled, you see; It hangs still, patchy and scrappy: We have not sighed deep, laughed free, Starved, feasted, despaired,—been happy.
More Robert Browning Quotes
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One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, sleep to wake.
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Good to forgive, Best to forget.
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As is your sort of mind, So is your sort of search: You will find what you desire.
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Take away love and our earth is a tomb.
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Escape me? Never, beloved! While I am I, and you are you.
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God is the perfect poet, Who in his person acts his own creations.
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Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, Or what’s a heaven for?
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Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true.
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Why stay on the earth except to grow.
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Open my heart, and you will see Graved inside of it ‘Italy.’
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No, when the fight begins within himself, / A man’s worth something.
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The great mind knows the power of gentleness.
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Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
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Aspire, break bounds. Endeavor to be good, and better still, best.
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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.
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Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
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The aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: Try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate!
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Strike when thou wilt, the hour of rest, but let my last days be my best.
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God is in his Heaven, all’s right with the world.
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Lofty designs must close in like effects.
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Progress is The law of life: man is not Man as yet.
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On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.
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But how carve way i’ the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?
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The best way to excape his ire Is, not to seem too happy.
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So, fall asleep love, loved by me for I know love, I am loved by thee.
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Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
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