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. Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare, / The house for me, no doubt, were a house in the city-square.
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Hatred and cark and care, what place have they / In yon blue liberality of heaven?
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He said, `What's time? Leave Now for dogs and apes! / Man has Forever.'
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He who did most, shall bear most; the strongest shall stand the most weak.
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He's Judas to a tittle, that man is! / Just such a face!
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Horses for ye, and brown Greek manuscripts, / And mistresses with great smooth marbly limbs.
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How good is man's life, the mere living! How fit to employ all the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy!
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How he lies in his rights of a man! / Death has done all death can.
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How sad and bad and mad it was - / But then, how it was sweet!
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How very hard it is / To be a Christian!
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How well I know what I mean to do / When the long, dark autumn-evenings come.
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I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave!
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I count life just a stuff To try the soul's strength on
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I don't know; maybe the guys who got the chance to start were more focused and ready to play.
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I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.
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