 | Henry Troth Coates - 1901 - 1080 ˹éÒ
...But they break ?" Dear, the pang is brief. Do thy part, Have thy pleasure. How perplext Grows belief? at every pilgrim passing by May pity and deplore My case, and read the reason why I can l ? ROBERT BKOWXGIO. Soxo. LAY a garland on my hearse Of the dismal yew : Maidens, willow branches bear;... | |
 | Edward Dowden - 1904 - 470 ˹éÒ
...of a heart : 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 ? And with no chilling of love on the man's part, this is the point of central pain, in that poem of... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1904 - 346 ˹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 ? OLD PICTURES IN FLORENCE THE morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap,... | |
 | Alice Woods - 1904 - 396 ˹éÒ
...Humph!" he grumbled; "when Stetson sees your red eyes I'll just about get discharged !" CHAPTER XII Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart : Crumble it, and what comes next? Is it God? — BROWNING. "As it happened in your house, that makes it all your fault, and that makes it your duty... | |
 | Frederick William von Herbert - 1906 - 298 ˹éÒ
...Turkish). " Dear, the pang is brief, Do thy part, Have thy pleasure I How perplexed Grows belief I Well, this cold clay clod Was man's heart : Crumble it, and what comes next ? " BBOWNINO (" In a Year "). t~~-"'HE Yellow Cat on the hilltop stood, With her eyes of glittering... | |
 | Rowland Blennerhassett Mahany - 1909 - 106 ˹éÒ
...Joy, precaution take! Speak gently, Lest Woe should else awake. When Love Dies "Well, this clay-cold clod Was man's heart. Crumble it and what comes next? Is it God?" — R. Browning. When Love dies, What has God to offer ? What has Time to proffer ? Nature lies ! Change... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1911 - 384 ˹éÒ
...bubbles then 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. 1. THE morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives... | |
 | 1912 - 432 ˹éÒ
...these bubbles then 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? Robert Browning [1812-1889] OUTGROWN NAY, you wrong her, my friend, she's not fickle; her love she... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1912 - 480 ˹éÒ
...they break?" 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. And which of its roses three Is the dearest rose to me... | |
 | 1915 - 820 ˹éÒ
...is temporary and alien to the real nature. \Ve may say of the living as Browning says of the dead : Well, this cold clay clod. Was man's heart; Crumble it, and what comes next ? Is it God? Never shall I forget a talk I once had with Mrs. Johnston, Superintendent of the Sherborn Reformatory... | |
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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? 
