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how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet
Robert Browning
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Robert Browning
Age: 77 †
Born: 1812
Born: May 7
Died: 1889
Died: December 12
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London
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Robert Barrett Browning
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Time'swheelsrunsbackor stops: Potterand clayendure.
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Unless you can love, as the angels may, With the breadth of heaven betwixt you Unless you can dream that his faith is fast, Through behoving and unbeloving Unless you can die when the dream is past- Oh, never call it loving!
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We mortals cross the ocean of this world Each in his average cabin of a life The bests not big, the worst yields elbowroom.
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Into the street the piper stepped, Smiling first a little smile As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while. And the piper advanced And the children followed.
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Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
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Be sure they sleep not whom God needs.
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Day! Faster and more fast. O'er night's brim, day boils at last.
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Smiling the boy fell dead.
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Truth never hurts the teller.
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The candid incline to surmise of late that the Christian faith proves false.
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You should not take a fellow eight years old and make him swear to never kiss the girls.
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I judge people by what they might be, - not are, nor will be.
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It 's wiser being good than bad It 's safer being meek than fierce It 's fitter being sane than mad. My own hope is, a sun will pierce The thickest cloud earth ever stretched That after Last returns the First, Though a wide compass round be fetched.
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Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain
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Who knows most, doubts most.
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If you can sit at set of sun And count the deeds that you have done And counting find oneself-denying act, one word That eased the heart of him that heard. One glance most kind, Which fell like sunshine where he went, Then you may count that day well spent.
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For the preacher's merit or demerit, It were to be wished that the flaws were fewer In the earthen vessel, holding treasure, But the main thing is, does it hold good measure Heaven soon sets right all other matters!
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The peerless cup afloat Of the lake-lily is an urn some nymph Swims bearing high above her head.
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Lost, lost! one moment knelled the woe of years.
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A minute's success pays the failure of years.
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