• Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp,Or what's a heaven for?

    Robert Browning
  • how sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet

    Robert Browning
  • My sun sets to rise again

    Robert Browning
  • Best be yourself, imperial, plain, and true

    Robert Browning
  • The rain set early in tonight,The sullen wind was soon awake,It tore the elm-tops down for spite,And did its best to vex the lake:I listened with heart fit to break.When glided in Porphyria; straightShe shut the cold out and the storm,And kneeled and made the cheerless grateBlaze up and all the cottage warm;

    Robert Browning
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