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Truth never hurt the teller.
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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God smiles as He has always smiled Ere suns and moons could wax and wane, Ere stars were thundergirt, or piled The Heavens, God thought on me His child Ordained a life for me, arrayed Its circumstances, every one To the minutest ay, God said This head this hand should rest upon Thus, ere He fashioned star or sun.
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Ah, love, - you are my unutterable blessing.....I am in full sunshine now.
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Oh never star Was lost here but it rose afar.
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Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.
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I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.
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Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware.
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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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Love, hope, fear, faith - these make humanity These are its sign and note and character.
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Who knows most, doubts most entertaining hope means recognizing fear.
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Lofty designs must close in like effects.
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Truth is within ourselves. There is an inmost center in us all, where the truth abides in fullness.
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How he lies in his rights of a man! Death has done all death can. And absorbed in the new life he leads, He recks not, he heeds Nor his wrong nor my vengeance both strike On his senses alike, And are lost in the solemn and strange Surprise of the change.
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The sea heaves up, hangs loaded o'er the land, Breaks there, and buries its tumultuous strength.
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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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How good is life, the mere living!
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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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Is your love for the Lord sufficient to give all your time and talents to his work?
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God be thanked, the meanest of his creatures Boasts two soul-sides, one to face the world with, One to show a woman when he loves her.
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Say not a small event! Why small? Costs it more pain that this ye call A great event should come to pass From that? Untwine me from the mass Of deeds which make up life, one deed Power shall fall short in or exceed!
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Genius has somewhat of the infantine but of the childish not a touch or taint.
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