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Robert Browning

Robert Browning

Home-Thoughts, from the Sea

Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-West died away;
Sunset ran, one glorious blood—red, reeking into Cadiz Bay;
Bluish 'mid the burning water, full in face Trafalgar lay;
In the dimmest North-East distance, dawned Gibraltar grand and gray;
“Here and here did England help me: how can I help England?”—say,
Whoso turns as I, this evening, turn to God to praise and pray,
While Jove’s planet rises yonder, silent over Africa.

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Autres oeuvres par Robert Browning...
Apparent Failure

‘We shall soon lose a celebrated b… —_Paris Newspaper_. No, for I’ll save it! Seven years… I passed through Paris, stopped a… To see the baptism of your Prince…
The Italian in England

That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to… And Austria, hounding far and wid… Her blood-hounds thro’ the country… Breathed hot and instant on my tra…
A Grammarian's Funeral

Let us begin and carry up this cor… Singing together. Leave we the common crofts, the vu… Each in its tether Sleeping safe on the bosom of the…
A Grammarian’s Funeral Shortly After the Revival of Learnin

Let us begin and carry up this cor… Singing together. Leave we the common crofts, the vu… Each in its tether Sleeping safe on the bosom of the…
In a Year

Never any more, While I live, Need I hope to see his face As before. Once his love grown chill,
Humility

WHAT girl but, having gathered f… Stript the beds and spoilt the bow… From the lapful light she carries Drops a careless bud?—nor tarries To regain the waif and stray:
Misconceptions

. This is a spray the Bird clung to… Making it blossom with pleasure, Ere the high tree-top she sprang t… Fit for her nest and her treasure.
One Way of Love

. All June I bound the rose in shea… Now, rose by rose, I strip the le… And strew them where Pauline may… She will not turn aside? Alas!
Before

Let them fight it out, friend! thi… God must judge the couple: leave t… —-Whichever one’s the guiltless, t… And whichever one the guilt’s with… II.
Herve Riel

On the sea and at the Hogue, sixt… Did the English fight the French,… And, the thirty-first of May, hel… Like a crowd of frightened porpois… Came crowding ship on ship to St.…
Heretic’s Tragedy, The

A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULC… A CONCEIT OF MASTER GY… CANON-REGULAR OF SAI… YPRES CITY. CANTUQUE, _Vi…
Incident of the French Camp

You know, we French stormed Ratis… A mile or so away, On a little mound, Napoleon Stood on our storming-day; With neck out-thrust, you fancy ho…
Song From ‘Paracelsus’

HEAP cassia, sandal-buds and str… Of labdanum, and aloe-balls, Smear’d with dull nard an Indian… From out her hair: such balsam fal… Down sea-side mountain pedestals,
Fears and Scruples

Here’s my case. Of old I used to… This same unseen friend, before I… Dream there was none like him, non… Wake to hope and trust my dream wa… Loved I not his letters full of b…
Epilogue to Asolando

At the midnight in the silence of… When you set your fancies free, Will they pass to where—by death,… Low he lies who once so loved you,… —Pity me?



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