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That great brow And the spirit-small hand propping it.
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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Hatred and cark and care, what place have they / In yon blue liberality of heaven?.
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Go in thy native innocence, rely On what thou hast of virtue, summon all, For God towards thee hath done his part, do thine.
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Let friend trust friends, and love demand love's like.
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No, when the fight begins within himself, / A man's worth something.
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Sing, riding 's a joy! For me I ride.
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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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A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with.
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Mid the sharp, short emerald wheat, scarce risen three fingers well, The wild tulip at the end of its tube, blows out its great red bell, Like a thin clear bubble of blood, for the children to pick and sell.
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Tis looking downward makes one dizzy.
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Faultless to a fault.
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