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Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat.
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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Love is the energy of life.
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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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Take away love and our earth is a tomb.
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Success in marriage is more than finding the right person: it is being the right person.
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Be sure they sleep not whom God needs.
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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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Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
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Tis Man's to explore up and down, inch by inch, with the taper his reason.
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A man in armor is his armor's slave.
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O never star Was lost here We all aspire to heaven and there is heaven Above us. If I stoop Into a dark tremendous sea of cloud, It is but for a time I press God's lamp Close to my breast its splendor soon or late Will pierce the gloom. I shall emerge some day.
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Sorrow, the heart must bear, Sits in the home of each, conspicuous there. Many a circumstance, at least, Touches the very breast. For those Whom any sent away,--he knows: And in the live man's stead, Armor and ashes reach The house of each.
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Unless you can love, as the angels may, With the breadth of heaven betwixt you Unless you can dream that his faith is fast, Through behoving and unbeloving Unless you can die when the dream is past- Oh, never call it loving!
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Italy, my Italy! Queen Mary's saying serves for me (When fortune's malice Lost her Calais): Open my heart, and you will see Graved inside of it 'Italy.'
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Good strong thick stupefying incense-smoke!
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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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Our interest's on the dangerous edge of things. The honest thief, the tender murderer, the superstitious atheist.
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Let friend trust friends, and love demand love's like.
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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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Of power does Man possess no particle: Of knowledge-just so much as show that still It ends in ignorance on every side.
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How good is life, the mere living!
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