271 ordspråk av Robert Browning
Robert Browning
Robert Browning föddes den
7 mei 1812 och dog den 12 december
1889 - of the Victorian age, noted for his mastery of dramatic monologue and psychological portraiture.
Mer info via Google eller Bing. Though Rome's gross yoke / Drops off, no more to be endured, / Her teaching is not so obscured / By errors and perversities, / That no truth shines athwart the lies.
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Thoughts hardly to be packed / Into a narrow act, / Fancies that broke through language and escaped.
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Through such souls alone / God stooping shows sufficient of His light / For us i' the dark to rise by. And I rise.
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To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall, And, baffled, get up and begin again
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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.
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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.
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Truth never hurts the teller
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Truth that peeps / Over the glasses' edge when dinner's done, / And body gets its sop and holds its noise / And leaves soul free a little.
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Unless God send his hail / Or blinding fire balls, sleet or stifling snow, / In some time, his good time, I shall arrive.
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Vows can't change nature, priests are only men, / And love likes stratagem and subterfuge.
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We mortals cross the ocean of this world Each in his average cabin of a life
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We two stood there with never a third.
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Well, it is earth with me; silence resumes her reign: / I will be patient and proud, and soberly acquiesce.
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What I aspired to be! And was not, comforts me
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What if we still ride on, we two / With life forever old yet new, / Changed not in kind but in degree, / The instant made eternity - / And heaven just prove that I and she / Ride, ride together, for ever ride?
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