Poems by Robert Browning
Heretic's Tragedy, The
... ---Saith, he knoweth but one thing,---what he knows ...
The Wanderers
... And still each ship was sailing fast! Now, one morn, land appear'd--a speck ...
Master Hugues Of Saxe-Gotha
... Here's what should strike, could one handle it cunningly: ...
Pan and Luna
... To grasp her--(divers who pick pearls so grope)-- So lay this Maid-Moon clasped around and caught ...
The Statue and the Bust
... Shall touch the eyes to a purpose soft, "While the mouth and the brow stay brave in bronze -- ...
A Serenade At The Villa
... Say, this struck you---``When life gropes ...
Song from 'Paracelsus'
... From tree-tops where tired winds are fain, ...
Aix In Provence
... I never met His face before, but, at first view, ...
To Edward Fitzgerald
... While more appropriate greeting lends you grace, ...
An Epistle Containing the Strange Medical Experience of Kar
... Its cause and cure--and I must hold my peace! Thou wilt object--why have I not ere this ...
De Gustibus---
... And one sharp tree---'tis a cypress---stands, ...
Cavalier Tunes: Marching Along
... To the Devil that prompts 'em their treasonous parles! ...
Cavalier Tunes: Give a Rouse
... King Charles! To whom used my boy George quaff else, ...
Instans Tyrannus
... Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, and prayed! ...
Over the Sea our Galleys Went
... Whence gleamed soft light and curled rich scent,And with light and perfume, music too: ...
