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id: 28041
title: Selections from the Poems and Plays of Robert Browning
author: Browning, Robert
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  mother as such passionate natures can love, and I never saw a man so of 1860 Mrs. Browning wrote, "Robert has taken to modeling under Mr. Story (at his studio) and is making extraordinary progress, turning to represented here--his love of old pictures and little-known music, his Browning''s wish was to leave Florence at once and to make the new life life I shall pass to another better there where that lady lives of whom How good is man''s life, the mere living! I report, as a man may of God''s work--all''s love, yet all''s law. Thy life stays in the poems men shall sing, 170 Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure: Said Hóseyn, "God gives each man one life, like a lamp, then gives Painters_ for the account of his life on which Browning based his poem. He may make the face of a girl as lovely and life-like as possible, and


id: 17393
title: Men and Women
author: Browning, Robert
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  volumes, entitled "Men and Women," Browning reviewed his work and of this new poetic world of personality stands the Poet of the poem the believing soul of man the power to control his body--so baffled revealed to the life in the beauty-loving personality of the dying A man of mark, to know next time you saw. Poor man, he lived another kind of life This grown man eyes the world now like a child. With love about, and praise, till life should end, The man made for the special life o'' the world-I know the special kind of life I like, I take and like its way of life; I think Thy life stays in the poems men shall sing, 170 The pictures men shall study; while my life, The man who loved his life so over-much, Did she live and love it all her life-time?


id: 16376
title: Browning''s Shorter Poems
author: Browning, Robert
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  incidents, the story of Browning''s life is soon told. Browning, like all great poets, knew life widely and deeply through Other poets also portray the souls of men; but Browning does it finds life good, and the plan of things perfect. Browning, Poet and Man, by E.L. Cary (New York, 1899). You shall look long enough ere you come to Hervé Riel. All the great God was good in the eyes grave-kindly--the curl Life''s night begins: let him never come back to us! To the same, same self, same love, same God: ay, what was, shall be. Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure: This man said rather, "Actual life comes next? Or love, just as it liked him: He hath eyes. This grown man eyes the world now like a child. How good is man''s life, the mere living! Reported, as man may of God''s work--all''s love, yet all''s law.


id: 18343
title: The Pied Piper of Hamelin
author: Browning, Robert
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  Printed in U.S.A. THE PIED PIPER OF HAMELIN Anything like the sound of a rat "Come in!"--the Mayor cried, looking bigger: With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin, And people call me the Pied Piper." "Yet," said he, "poor Piper as I am, If I can rid your town of rats Into the street the Piper stept, And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered, Followed the Piper for their lives. Which was, "At the first shrill notes of the pipe, "Go," cried the Mayor, "and get long poles, The Mayor looked blue; We saw with our eyes the vermin sink, "How?" cried the Mayor, "d'' ye think I brook Out came the children running. The Mayor was dumb, and the Council stood And the Piper advanced and the children followed, They called it, the Pied Piper''s Street-And, whether they pipe us free from rats or from mice,


id: 4253
title: Dramatic Romances
author: Browning, Robert
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  nine-hundred-years-old name, opens up for inspection the heart of a And said "Here die, but end thy breath Were praising God, the Pope''s great way. God said in heaven, "Nor day nor night Comes to find, God knows what friends!-20 having let her glove drop, said to De Lorges, ''If you in the lady''s face,'''' Hunt makes the king rise and swear Comes now, beneath thine eyes, upon thy breast. Some lost lady of old years Young-hearted women, old-minded men, 110 The life of the lady so flower-like and delicate So, at the last shall come old age, And like the hand which ends a dream, Turn myself round and bid the world good night; This man said rather, "Actual life comes next? One day as the lady saw her youth I shut my eyes and turned them on my heart. of which a man like Browning was not unaware.


id: 2880
title: A Blot in the ''Scutcheon
author: Browning, Robert
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  THOROLD, Earl Tresham. GERARD, and other retainers of Lord Tresham. You''ve heard, these three days, how Earl Mertoun sues Great joy to our Lord Tresham and his House! Lord Tresham, Lady Mildred, and the Earl! Enter LORD TRESHAM, LORD MERTOUN, AUSTIN, and GUENDOLEN Who comes, like me, with the bare leave to ask, Mark him, Austin; that''s true love! Have you seen Lady Mildred, by the way? one might know I talked of Mildred--thus Mildred, the Earl has soft blue eyes! Heart''s love shall have been bartered at its worth, Mildred, I do believe a brother''s love --I think, am sure, a brother''s love exceeds Into--what you thought Mildred''s, in a word! Of Mildred, my one sister, my heart''s pride Here''s Austin, Mildred,--here''s Know me, Lord Tresham! Enter GERARD, AUSTIN and GUENDOLEN, with lights I loved her, and tell Austin... You''re lord and lady now--you''re Treshams; name


id: 655
title: Life and Letters of Robert Browning
author: Browning, Robert
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  Son--Mrs. Browning''s Letters continued--Baths of Lucca--Florence Life--Letters from Mr. and Mrs. Browning--''Colombe''s Birthday''--Baths of Lucca--Mrs. Browning''s Letters--Winter in Rome--Mr. and Mrs. Story--Mrs. Sartoris--Mrs. Fanny Kemble--Summer in London--Tennyson--Ruskin. Bronson--Life in Venice--A Tragedy at Saint-Pierre--Mr. Cholmondeley--Mr. Browning''s Patriotic Feeling; Extract from Letter Four years later one of his English acquaintances in Paris, Mr. Frederick Locker, now Mr. Locker-Lampson, wrote to Robert Browning as This was vividly present to Mr. Browning''s mind in what Mrs. Kemble so justly defines as those ''remembering days'' which are the Mr. Fox--Mrs. Browning''s Letters to Miss Mitford--Life at Mr. Fox--Mrs. Browning''s Letters to Miss Mitford--Life at The news of his death, which took place in December 1856, reached Mr. and Mrs. Browning in Florence, to be followed in the spring by that of long answer to this grotesque accusation appears in a letter of Mrs. Browning''s, probably written in the course of the winter of 1859-60.


id: 6670
title: Christmas Eve
author: Browning, Robert
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  Little old-faced peaking sister-turned-mother In the natural fog of the good man''s mind, You know what I mean: God''s all, man''s nought: O''er the power God gave man in the mould. In the heart of man, he keeps it shut The love, thy gift, as my spirit''s wonder Some one man knew God called his name. "Thou art the love of God--above Very man and very God, Love shut our eyes, and all seemed right. A shoot of love from my heart to the man-Of the God in Christ, be all that''s left) Are sheep of a good man! Multiply gifts upon man''s head, And from man''s dust to God''s divinity? Take all in a word: the truth in God''s breast The same to his heart and for mere love''s sake Conceive of the love,--that man obtains May Christ do for him what no mere man shall,


id: 42850
title: The Pied Piper of Hamelin, and Other Poems Every Boy''s Library
author: Browning, Robert
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  "Come in!"--the Mayor cried, looking bigger: With sharp blue eyes, each like a pin, And sparkling eyes and teeth like pearls, "Why, what hope or chance have ships like these to pass?" Why, I''ve nothing but my life,--here''s my head!" cries Hervé Riel. You shall look long enough ere you come to Hervé Riel. Till at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood. Notes this forthright, that meander, till the long past life appears Marks a man,--God''s gift magnific, exercised for good or ill. True, he murdered half a village, so his own death came to pass; Try for Clive!" thought I: "Let''s venture some good rattling And you are my prize, my Pearl: I laugh at men''s land and gold!'' Said Hóseyn, "God gives each man one life, like a lamp, then gives Touch the right ear and press with your foot my Pearl''s left flank!" With friends'' praise, gold-like, lingering still,


