Quotes from Robert Browning

Rhyme for a Child Viewing a Naked Venus in a Painting of "The Judgement of Paris" He gazed and gazed and gazed and gazed, Amazed, amazed, amazed, amazed.

There is to truer truth attainable to man than comes of music.

O poder do Homem deve exceder o seu alcance. Senão, para que serviria o céu?

Last night I saw you in my sleep: And how your charm of face was changed! I asked, 'Some love, some faith you keep?' You answered, 'Faith gone, love estranged.' Whereat I woke--- a twofold bliss: Waking was one, but next there came This other:Though I felt, for this, My heart break, I loved on the same.

Let me weep My youth and its brave hopes, all dead and gone, In tears which burn.

Your reach should exceed your grasp, or what's a heaven for

A bitter heart that bides its time and bites.

I heard this drop and drop like rain outside Fast-falling through the darkness while she spoke...

A man in armor is his armor's slave.

This: no artist lives and loves, that longs not Once, and only once, and for one only, (Ah, the prize!) to find his love a language

The world and life's too big to pass for a dream

Now begins The tenebrific passage of the tale: How hold a light, display the cavern's gorge? How, in this phase of the affair, show truth?

Nor yours nor mine, nor slave nor free!

Just when we are safest, there's a sunset touch, A fancy from a flower-bell, someone's death, ... The grand Perhaps!

I found A thing to do, and all her hair In one long yellow string I wound Three times her little throat around...

Non dubito, quip titulus libri nostri raritate suâ quamplurimos alliciat ad legendum: inter quos nonnulli obliquæ opinionis, mente languidi, multi etiam maligni, et in ingenium nostrum ingrati accedent, qui temerariâ suâ ignorantiâ

While I am I, and you are you, So long as the world contains us both … While the one eludes, must the other pursue.

Like a god going through his world, there stands One mountain for a moment in the dusk.

time fleets, youth fades, life is an empty dream

Just when I seemed about to learn ! Where is the thread now ? Off again ! The old trick ! Only I discern ? Infinite passion and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.

To only have conceived, Planned your great works, apart from progress, Surpasses little works achieved!

Grow old along with me.....the Best is yet to be.....The Last of life---for which the First was made.

110And out of the houses the rats came tumbling. Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats, Brown rats, black rats, gray rats, tawny rats, Grave old plodders, gay young friskers, Fathers, mothers, uncles, cousins, Cocking tails and pricking whiskers,     Families by tens and dozens, Brothers, sisters, husbands, wives— Followed the Piper for their lives. From street to street he piped advancing

Glad was I when I reached the other bank. Now for a better country. Vain presage! Who were the strugglers, what war did they wage, Whose savage trample thus could pad the dank soil to a plash? Toads in a poisoned tank Or wild cats in a red-hot iron cage-