Robert Browning

Robert Browning

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Robert Browning (7 May 1812 – 12 December 1889) was an English poet and playwright whose mastery of the dramatic monologue made him one of the foremost Victorian poets. His poems are known for their irony, characterisation, dark humour, social commentary, historical settings.
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That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall,
Looking as if she were alive. I call
That piece a wonder, now; Fra Pandolf’s hands
Worked busily a day, and there she stands.
My Last Duchess
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The thought of Eglamor's least like a thought,
And yet a false one, was, "Man shrinks to nought"If matched with symbols of immensity;"Must quail, forsooth, before a quiet sky"Or sea, too little for their quietude:"And...
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I
I dream of a red-rose tree
And which of its roses
Is the dearest rose to me
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And the font took them: let our laurels lie
Braid moonfern now with mystic
Because once more Goito gets, once more,
Sordello to itself
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I
Room after room,
I hunt the house
We inhabit together
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No more wine
then we'll push back chairs and talk
A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith
We ought to have our Abbey back, you see
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Scene
— Colmar in Alsatia: an Inn
1528
Paracelsus,
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Scene
— Constantinople; the house of a Greek Conjurer
1521
Paracelsus
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Scene
—Inside the Turret on the Hill above Asolo
Luigi and his Mother entering
If there blew wind, you'd hear a long sigh,
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I
My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the working of his
On mine, and mouth scarce able to
Suppression of the glee, that pursed and scored Its edge, at one more victim...
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All, that I know  Of a certain
Is, it can throw  (Like the angled spar)Now a dart of red,  Now a dart of
Till my friends have said  They would fain see, too,
My star that dartles the red and the blue
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I
The grey sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that
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I
You know, we French stormed Ratisbon:  A mile or so away,
On a little mound,
Napoleon  Stood on our storming-day;
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I
All June I bound the rose in sheaves
Now, rose by rose,
I strip the
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He gazed and gazed and gazed and gazed,
Amazed, amazed, amazed, amazed
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I
Said Abner, ``At last thou art come
Ere I tell, ere thou speak,``Kiss my cheek, wish me well
'' Then I wished it, and did kiss his cheek
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