A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with. Robert Browning Read Quote
All June I bound the rose in sheaves, Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves. Robert Browning Read Quote
What’s a man’s age? He must hurry more, that’s all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold. Robert Browning Read Quote
The moment eternal – just that and no more – When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet! Robert Browning Read Quote
But how carve way i’ the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past? Robert Browning Read Quote
Why comes temptation but for man to meet And master and make crouch beneath his foot, And so be pedestaled in triumph? Robert Browning Read Quote
It is the glory and good of Art, That Art remains the one way possible Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least. Robert Browning Read Quote
God’s justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency. Robert Browning Read Quote
Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven. Robert Browning Read Quote
