A people is but the attempt of many To rise to the completer life of one; And those who live as models… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Hand Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship, And great hearts expand And grow one in the sense of this… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
There is nothing so unpardonable as to consent to a senseless, aimless, purposeless life. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
grow old with me. the best is yet to be. the last of life for which the first was made. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
I think, am sure, a brother's love exceeds All the world's loves in its unworldliness. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
We mortals cross the ocean of this world Each in his average cabin of a life; The bests not big, the worst… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
For life, with all its yields of joy and woe Is just a chance o' the prize of learning love. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“My whole life long I learn'd to love, This hour my utmost art I prove. And speak my passion—— heaven or hell?… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
White shall not neutralize the black, nor good compensate bad in man, absolve him so; life's business being just the terrible choice. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers, The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
If two lives join, there is oft a scar. They are one and one, with a shadowy third; One near one is… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
How he lies in his rights of a man! Death has done all death can. And absorbed in the new life he… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
I hear you reproach, "But delay was best, For their end was a crime." Oh, a crime will do As well, I… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
I would have rummaged, ransacked at the word; Those old odd corners of an empty heart; For remnants of dim love the long disused,… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph.” — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
All service ranks the same with God,- With God, whose puppets, best and worst, Are we: there is no last nor first. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“Have you found your life distasteful? My life did and does smack sweet. Was your youth of pleasure wasteful? Mine I save and hold… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“I was ever a fighter, so---one fight more, The best and the last! I would hate that death bandaged my eyes and forbore, and… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past? — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
If you get simple beauty and naught else, you get about the best thing God invents. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
How good is man's life, the mere living! How fit to employ all the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy! — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees, some morning, unaware. — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
The ultimate, angels' law, Indulging every instinct of the soul There where law, life, joy, impulse are one thing! — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, lest you should think he never could recapture the first fine careless rapture! — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
