 | Charlotte Fiske Bates Rogé - 1832 - 1022 ˹éÒ
...they break ? " Dear, the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief I Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart. Crumble it, — and what comes next ? Is it God ? E VEL YN HOPE. BEAUTIFUL Evelyn Hope is dead! Sit and watch by her side an hour. That is her book-shelf,... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1856 - 351 ˹éÒ
...they break ? " 10. Dear, 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... | |
 | James Anthony Froude, John Tulloch - 1856 - 800 ˹éÒ
...they break 1 ' Dear, 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... | |
 | 1856
...thoy break?' 10. " Dear, the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thv pleasure. How perplext GroWbclicf ! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart. Crumble it — and what comes next 1 Is it God 7" This is the intcnsest romance, and yet it is the fact of evcry-day experience. Browning... | |
 | 1856
...break?' 10. " Dear, the pong is brief. Uo thy part, Have tliy pleasure. How perpleit Growa belief ! Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart. Crumble it— and what comes next 7 Is it God 7" This is tho intensest romance, and yet it is the fact of every-day experience. Browning... | |
 | Fairleigh Owen - 1860 - 403 ˹éÒ
...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 - 411 ˹éÒ
...they break ?" X. Dear, 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 - 101 ˹éÒ
...they break ? " Dear, 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,... | |
 | 1871
...they break ? " Dear, 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 1 Is it God ? "DE GUSTIBUS— " YOUR ghost will walk, you lover of trees, (If loves remain) In an English... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1871 - 962 ˹éÒ
...they break ? " Dear, the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief ! eedom of dissent I blame ; No, — t Is it God ? ROBERT BKOWXING. ENOCH AKDEN AT THE WINDOW. BUT Enoch yearned to see her face again ;... | |
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Must I think? " Love 's so different with us men ! " He should smile: " Dying for my sake — "White and pink! " Can't we touch these bubbles then "But they break? 
