 | James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1856 - 800 หน้า
...the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief ! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart. Crumble it — and what comes next? Is it God? "We вау that the man who could write the first of these poems, and did write the second, must be... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1856 - 386 หน้า
...the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart. Crumble it — and what comes next ? Is it God ? OLD PICTURES IN FLORENCE. • THE morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives... | |
 | Fairleigh Owen - 1860 - 422 หน้า
...I—- You lack a man's heart ! " SHAKESPKAHK. " How perfect Grows belief ! Well, this cold clay-clod Was man's heart, Crumble it — and what comes next ? Is it God ?" BEOWNING. THE bosky shades of Birdiethorn were fast deepening into darker tints ; the scentless... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1863 - 430 หน้า
...the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief ! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart. Crumble it — and what comes next ? Is it God ? ANDREA DEL SARTO. (CALLED "THE FAULTLESS PAINTER.") BUT do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1866 - 120 หน้า
...the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart. Crumble it, — and what comes next? Is it God 1 "DE GUSTIBUS— " YOUR ghost will walk, you lover of trees, (If loves remain) In an English lane,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1873 - 906 หน้า
...the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief ! Well, this cold clay r, — yet in his mien Command sat throned serene, and if he smiled, ? ROBERT BROWNING. ENOCH ARDEN AT THE WINDOW. BUT Enoch yearned to see her face again ; " If I might... | |
 | Living voices - 1873 - 588 หน้า
...pang is brief — Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief ! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart ; Crumble it, and what comes next ? Is it God ? R. BROWNING. FROM SONGS WITH A PRELUDE. THE racing river leaped and sang Full blithely in the perfect... | |
 | Sir Daniel Wilson - 1873 - 354 หน้า
...many a stage of mental progression far above the rude savage. CHAPTER VII. CALIBAN, THE THEOLOGIAN. ' How perplext Grows belief! Well, this clay-cold clod Was man's heart. Crumble it—and what comes next ? Is it God ?'—Browning. ONE more idea, very foreign to anything pertaining... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1874 - 372 หน้า
...the pang is brief, Do thy part, Have thy pleasure ! How perplexed Grows belief! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart : Crumble it, and what comes next ? Is it God ? SONG FROM "JAMES LEE." i. OH, good gigantic smile o' the brown old earth, This autumn morning ! How... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1876 - 599 หน้า
...the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief ! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart. Crumble it, — and what comes next ? Is it God ? ROBERT BROWNING. BLIGHTED LOVE. FLOWERS are fresh, and bushes green, Cheerily the linnets sing ;... | |
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Dear, the pang is brief, Do thy part, Have thy pleasure ! How perplexed Grows belief! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart: Crumble it, and what comes next ? Is it God ? WOMEN AND ROSES i I DREAM of a red-rose tree. 
