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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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Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
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For I say this is death and the sole death,- When a man's loss comes to him from his gain, Darkness from light, from knowledge ignorance, And lack of love from love made manifest.
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Tis Man's to explore up and down, inch by inch, with the taper his reason.
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That great brow And the spirit-small hand propping it.
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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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I say, the acknowledgment of God in ChristAccepted by thy reason, solves for theeAll questions in the earth and out of it,And has so far advanced thee to be wise.
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To do good things in the world, first you must know who you are and what gives meaning to your life.
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The devil, that old stager, who leads downward, perhaps, but fiddles all the way!
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Have you found your life distasteful? My life did, and does, smack sweet. Was your youth of pleasure wasteful? Mine I saved and hold complete. Do your joys with age diminish? When mine fail me, I'll complain. Must in death your daylight finish? My sun sets to rise again.
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No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers, The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold.
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He guides me and the bird. In His good time!
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Mothers, wives and maids, These be the tools with which priests manage men.
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And inasmuch as feeling, the East's gift, Is quick and transient,- comes, and lo! is gone, While Northern thought is slow and durable.
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Days decrease, / And autumn grows, autumn in everything.
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Imperfection means perfection hid.
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how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet
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Lost, lost! one moment knelled the woe of years.
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And let them pass, as they will too soon, With the bean-flowers' boon, And the blackbird's tune, And May, and June!
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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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Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven.
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