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In heaven I yearn for knowledge, account all else inanity On earth I confess an itch for the praise of fools - that's vanity
Robert Browning
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Robert Browning
Age: 77 †
Born: 1812
Born: May 7
Died: 1889
Died: December 12
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But what if I fail of my purpose here? It is but to keep the nerves at strain, to dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall, and baffled, get up and begin again.
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What a name! Was it love or praise? Speech half-asleep or song half-awake? I must learn Spanish, one of these days, Only for that slow sweet name's sake.
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Of what I call God, And fools call Nature.
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When I love most, love is disguised. In hate and when hate is surprised, in love, then I hate most.
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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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Other heights in other lives, God willing.
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Truth never hurt the teller.
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