The Complete Poetic and Dramatic Works of Robert Browning

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Houghton Mifflin, 1895 - 1033 páginas
 

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Página 268 - ladles, Split open the kegs of salted sprats. Made nests inside men's Sunday hats, And even spoiled the women's chats With shrieking and squeaking In fifty different sharps and flats. By drowning their speaking At last the people in a body To the Town Hall came flocking : " 'T is clear,
Página 383 - RABBI BEN EZRA The last of life, for which the first was made : Our times are in his hand Who saith, " A whole I planned, Youth shows but half ; trust God : see all, nor be afraid ! " GROW old along with me ! The best
Página 170 - And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench its speed i' the slushy sand Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach Three fields to cross till a farm appears A tap at the pane, the quick sharp
Página 270 - And a matter of money to put in your poke ; But as for the guilders, what we spoke Of them, as you very well know, was in joke. Beside, our losses have made us thrifty. A thousand guilders ! Come, take fifty !" x "The Piper's face fell, and he cried, " No trifling ! I can't wait, beside
Página 385 - Not on the vulgar mass Called " work," must sentence pass, Things done, that took the eye and had the O'er which, from level stand, The low world laid its hand, Found straightway to its mind, could value in price ; a trice : But all, the world's coarse thumb And finger
Página 270 - And when all were in to the very last. The door in the mountain-side shut fast. Did I say, all ? No ! One was lame, And could not dance the whole of the way ; And in after years, if you would blame His sadness, he was used to say, — " It 's dull in our town since my playmates
Página 351 - from a flower-bell, some one's death, A chorus-ending from Euripides, — And that 's enough for fifty hopes and fears As old and new at once as nature's self, To rap and knock and enter in our soul, Take hands and dance there, a fantastic ring, Hound the ancient idol, on his base
Página 164 - JUST for a handfnl of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat — Found the one gift of which fortune bereft us, Lost all the others she lets us devote : They, with the gold to give, doled him out So
Página 269 - where salt is sprinkled ; And ere three shrill notes the pipe uttered, You heard as if an army mattered ; And the muttering grew to a grumbling ; And the grumbling grew to a mighty rumbling ; And out of the houses the rats came tumbling. Great rats, small rats, lean rats, brawny rats, Brown rats, black rats, gray
Página 164 - I SPRANG to the stirrup, and Joris, and he ; I galloped, Direk galloped, we galloped all three ; "Good speed ! " cried the watch, as the gatebolts undrew ; Behind shut the postern, the lights sank to rest, "Speed ! " echoed the wall to us galloping through ; And into the midnight we galloped abreast. Not a word to each other ; we kept the great

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