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Born in May 7, 1812 / Died in December 12, 1889 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by Robert Browning

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The Patriot

... A year ago on this very day!IIThe air broke into a mist with bells, ...

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Memorabilia

... 'Mid the blank miles round about— IVFor there I picked up on the heather ...

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The Lost Leader

... He alone sinks to the rear and the slaves!We shall march prospering,—not through his presence ...

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A Light Woman

... Were it thrown in the road, would the case assist ...

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The Year's At The Spring

... The hill-side's dew-pearled ...

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How They Brought The Good News From Ghent To Aix

... "Gallop," gasped Joris, "for Aix is in sight!""How they'll greet us!"—and all in a moment his roan ...

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The Bishop Orders His Tomb At Saint Praxed's Church

... Go dig The white-grape vineyard where the oil-press stood, ...

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Boot And Saddle

... trike up the lay,(Chorus) "Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!"Forty miles off, like a roebuck at bay, ...

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The Lost Mistress

... Though it stay in my soul for ever!— —Yet I will but say what mere friends say, ...

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In A Gondola

... How my face, your flower, had pursed ...

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You'll love me yet!—and I can tarry

... Not love, but, may be, like!You'll look at least on love's remains, ...

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Home Thoughts, From The Sea

... "—say, Whoso turns as I, this evening, turn to God to praise and pray, ...

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A Toccata Of Galuppi's

... tion,—you'll not die, it cannot be!XIV"As for Venice and its people, merely born to bloom and drop, ...

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Rabbi Ben Ezra

... Mine be some figured flame which blends, transcends them all!'Not for such hopes and fears ...

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Up At A Villa— Down In The City

... nd her waist in a sort of sash!VIIIAll the year long at the villa, nothing to see though you linger, ...