Robert Browning Quotes

Open my heart and you will see, Graved inside of it, "Italy."
Robert Browning (1812-1889), British poet. De Gustibus, st. 2 (1855). after Mary Tudor (Mary I), who is reported to have said, "When I am dead and opened, you shall find 'Calais' lying in my heart."
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He's Judas to a tittle, that man is!
Robert Browning (1812-1889), British poet. Fra Lippo Lippi (l. 25). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [Robert Browning]. John Pettigrew, ed. (1981) Penguin.
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The world and life's too big to pass for a dream,
Robert Browning (1812-1889), British poet. Fra Lippo Lippi (l. 252). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [Robert Browning]. John Pettigrew, ed. (1981) Penguin.
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Take away love, and our earth is a tomb! Flower o' the quince, I let Lisa go, and what good in life since?
Robert Browning (1812-1889), British poet. Fra Lippo Lippi (l. 55-57). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [Robert Browning]. John Pettigrew, ed. (1981) Penguin.
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Flower o' the clove, All the Latin I construe is "amo," I love!
Robert Browning (1812-1889), British poet. Fra Lippo Lippi (l. 111-112). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [Robert Browning]. John Pettigrew, ed. (1981) Penguin.
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Your business is not to catch men with show, With homage to the perishable clay, But lift them over it, ignore it all, Make them forget there's such a thing as flesh. Your business is to paint the souls of men—
Robert Browning (1812-1889), British poet. Fra Lippo Lippi (l. 180-184). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [Robert Browning]. John Pettigrew, ed. (1981) Penguin.
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We're made so that we love First when we see them painted, things we have passed Perhaps a hundred times nor cared to see; And so they are better, painted—better to us, Which is the same thing. Art was given for that; God uses us to help each other so,
Robert Browning (1812-1889), British poet. Fra Lippo Lippi (l. 301-306). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [Robert Browning]. John Pettigrew, ed. (1981) Penguin.
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Praise is deeper than the lips:
Robert Browning (1812-1889), British poet. Hervé Riel (l. 107). . . The Poems; Vol. 2 [Robert Browning]. John Pettigrew, ed. (1981) Penguin.
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Oh, to be in England Now that April's there,
Robert Browning (1812-1889), British poet. Home Thoughts from Abroad (l. 1-2). . . The Poems; Vol. 1 [Robert Browning]. John Pettigrew, ed. (1981) Penguin.
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That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture!
Robert Browning (1812-1889), British poet. Home Thoughts, From Abroad, st. 2, Dramatic Romances and Lyrics (1845).
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