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Inscribe all human effort with one word, artistry's haunting curse, the Incomplete!
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
England
Robert Barrett Browning
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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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Believeth with the life, the pain shall stop.
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Genius has somewhat of the infantine but of the childish not a touch or taint.
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Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
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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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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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Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat.
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What Youth deemed crystal, Age finds out was dew.
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The ultimate, angels' law, Indulging every instinct of the soul There where law, life, joy, impulse are one thing!
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All's love, yet all's law.
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I do what many dream of, all their lives
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Would you have your songs endure? Build on the human heart.
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Stung by the splendour of a sudden thought.
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Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before Love, - Only sleep.
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A man in armor is his armor's slave.
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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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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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When a man's busy, why leisure Strikes him as wonderful pleasure: 'Faith, and at leisure once is he? Straightway he wants to be busy.
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Most progress is most failure.
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Smiling the boy fell dead.
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