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Praise is deeper than the lips
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
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Robert Barrett Browning
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Shakespeare was of us, Milton was of us, Burns, Shelley, were with us. They watch from their graves!
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I want to know a butcher paints, A baker rhymes for his pursuit, Candlestick-maker much acquaints His soul with song, or, haply mute, Blows out his brains upon the flute.
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All will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children's dower.
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How good is life, the mere living!
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No, when the fight begins within himself, / A man's worth something.
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Oh, good gigantic smile o' the brown old earth, This autumn morning! How he sets his bones To bask i' the sun, and thrusts out knees and feet. From the ripple to run over in its mirth
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What a thing friendship is - World without end.
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There's a new tribunal now higher than God's -The educated man's!
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There are those who believe something, and therefore will tolerate nothing and on the other hand, those who tolerate everything, because they believe nothing.
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Let friend trust friends, and love demand love's like.
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Truth that peeps Over the glass's edge when dinner's done.
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Mothers, wives and maids, These be the tools with which priests manage men.
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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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