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" Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form,... "
The Complete Poetic and Dramatic Works of Robert Browning - ˹éÒ 395
â´Â Robert Browning - 1895 - 1033 ˹éÒ
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An Introduction to the Study of Robert Browning's Poetry

Robert Browning - 1830 - 426 ˹éÒ
...well worth thinking o'er When autumn comes : which I mean to do One day, as I said before. PROSPICE. FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...summit attained, And the barriers fall, : Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so — one...
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The Christian spectator. New ser. [of The Monthly Christian ..., àÅèÁ·Õè 6

1865 - 826 ˹éÒ
...close with some noble lines, different in strain from all that we have quoted before : — PROSPICE. " Fear death ?— to feel the fog in my throat, The...the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so — one...
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Spring-time with the poets, poetry selected and arranged by F. Martin

Frances Martin - 1866 - 506 ˹éÒ
...from your sights. Baling. Go, some of you convey him to the Tower. " W. Shakespeare. LXXVII. PROSPICE. death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The mist...the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so — one...
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Poems of the Inner Life: Selected Chiefly from Modern Authors

R. C. J. - 1866 - 304 ˹éÒ
...breeze, O rushing seas! At last, at last, unite them there ! PROSPICE. AH CLOUGH. FEAR death I—to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When...the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, I was ever a fighter, so—one fight more The best and...
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Leaves from the Poets' Laurels

1869 - 254 ˹éÒ
...at her feet Ripples on in light and shadow To the ballad that she sings. ***** Tennyson. PROSPICE. FEAR death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so — one...
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Nature and Life: Sermons

Robert Collyer - 1869 - 344 ˹éÒ
...the fog at my throat, The mist on my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am neaping the place ; The power of the night, the press of the...Where he stands, the arch fear, in a visible form, And the strong man must go ! Ho ; let me feel all of it ; fare like my peers Who have met him of old...
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Outlook and Independent, àÅèÁ·Õè 63

1899 - 1078 ˹éÒ
...greater Englishman, while looking upon the cold face of his great-minded wife, -wrote these words : Fear death ? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...the summit attained, And the barriers fall. Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained. The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so — one...
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A Manual of Elocution Founded Upon the Philosophy of the Human Voice: With ...

M. S. Mitchell - 1870 - 416 ˹éÒ
...Down some deep well, and hears it fall Smiling — so I. THY DAYS ao ON. PROSPICE. Soltrt Brooming. Fear death? — to feel the fog in my throat, The...the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere. the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so — one...
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A Manual of Elocution: Founded Upon the Philosophy of the Human Voice. With ...

M. S. Mitchell - 1871 - 422 ˹éÒ
...the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe ; 32* 378 ELOCUTION. Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form,...fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it aH. I was ever a fighter, so — one fight more, The best and the last! I would hate that death bandaged...
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Poems of the inner life, selected chiefly from modern authors [by R.C. Jones].

Poems - 1872 - 362 ˹éÒ
...flute-note, in the folded seed It sees the bud, and in the Will the Deed.' DORA GREENWELL. PROSPICE. 1CEAR death?— to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in...the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. I was ever a fighter, so — one...
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