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What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
Robert Browning
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Robert Browning
Age: 77 †
Born: 1812
Born: May 7
Died: 1889
Died: December 12
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Robert Barrett Browning
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Oh never star Was lost here but it rose afar.
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Why comes temptation but for man to meet And master and make crouch beneath his foot, And so be pedestaled in triumph?
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Shakespeare was of us, Milton was of us, Burns, Shelley, were with us. They watch from their graves!
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There are those who believe something, and therefore will tolerate nothing and on the other hand, those who tolerate everything, because they believe nothing.
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Inscribe all human effort with one word, artistry's haunting curse, the Incomplete!
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Would you have your songs endure? Build on the human heart.
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Thought is the soul of act.
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No, when the fight begins within himself, / A man's worth something.
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Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
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Is your love for the Lord sufficient to give all your time and talents to his work?
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Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat.
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Strike when thou wilt, the hour of rest, but let my last days be my best.
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Was there nought better than to enjoy? No feat which, done, would make time break, And let us pent-up creatures through Into eternity, our due? No forcing earth teach heaven's employ?
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All we have gained then by our unbelief Is a life of doubt diversified by faith, For one of faith diversified by doubt: We called the chess-board white-we call it black.
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The aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: Try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate!
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I see my way as birds their trackless way. I shall arrive,- what time, what circuit first, I ask not but unless God send his hail Or blinding fire-balls, sleet or stifling snow, In some time, his good time, I shall arrive: He guides me and the bird. In his good time.
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Truth is within ourselves.
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The devil, that old stager, who leads downward, perhaps, but fiddles all the way!
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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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Smiling the boy fell dead.
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