The poetical works of Robert Browning
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This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1894. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... EPILOGUE. Oh, Love--no, Love! All the noise below, Love, Groanings all and moanings--none of Life I lose! All of Life 's a cry just of weariness and woe, Love-- "Hear at least, thou happy...
MoreThis historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1894. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... EPILOGUE. Oh, Love--no, Love! All the noise below, Love, Groanings all and moanings--none of Life I lose! All of Life 's a cry just of weariness and woe, Love-- "Hear at least, thou happy one!" How can I, Love, but choose? Only, when I do hear, sudden circle round me --Much as when the moon's might frees a space from cloud-- Iridescent splendours: gloom--would else confound me-- Barriered off and banished far--bright-edged the blackest shroud! Thronging through the cloud-rift, whose are they, the faces Faint revealed yet sure divined, the famous ones of old? "What"--they smile--"our names, our deeds so soon erases Time upon his tablet where Life's glory lies enrolled? "Was it for mere fool's-play, make-believe and mumming, So we battled it like men, not boylike sulked or whined? Each of us heard clang God's 'Come!' and each was coming: Soldiers all, to forward-face, not sneaks to lag behind! "How of the field's fortune? That concerned our Leader! Led, we struck our stroke nor cared for doings left and right: Each as on his sole head, failer or succeeder, Lay the blame or lit the praise: no care for cowards: fight!" Then the cloud-rift broadens, spanning earth that's under Wide our world displays its worth, man's strife and strife's success: A.ll the good and beauty, wonder crowning wonder, Till my heart and soul applaud perfection, nothing less. Only, at heart's utmost joy and triumph, terror Sudden turns the blood to ice: a chill wind dis encharms All the late enchantment! What if all be error-- If the halo irised round my head were, Love, thine arms? Palazzo Giustinian-Recanati, Venice. December i, 1883. PARLEYINGS WITH CERTAIN PEOPLE OF IMPORTANCE IN THEIR DAY: To Wit: Bernard De Mandeville, Daniel Bartoli, Christopher Smart, George Bubb Dodington. F...
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