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Truth that peeps Over the glass's edge when dinner's done.
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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When I love most, love is disguised. In hate and when hate is surprised, in love, then I hate most.
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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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Wander at will, Day after day,-- Wander away, Wandering still-- Soul that canst soar! Body may slumber: Body shall cumber Soul-flight no more.
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The candid incline to surmise of late that the Christian faith proves false.
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The trouble that most of us find with the modern matched sets of clubs is that they don't really seem to know any more about the game than the old ones did.
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Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you let me try and draw you. Some night you'll fail us: when afar You rise, remember one man saw you, Knew you, and named a star!
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Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
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Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
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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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My sun sets to rise again.
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O woman-country! wooed not wed, Loved all the more by earth's male-lands, Laid to their hearts instead.
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The past is gained, secure, and on record.
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I do what many dream of, all their lives
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