Robert Browning Quotes

It is so horrible,
I dare at times imagine to my need
Some future state revealed to us by Zeus

Sing, riding's a joy! For me I ride.

I judge people by what they might be,—not are, nor will be.

I trust in Nature for the stable laws
Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant
And Autumn garner to the end of time.
I trust in God,—the right shall be the right
And other than the wrong, while he endures.
I trust in my own soul, that can perceive
The outward and the inward,—Nature's good
And God's.

There's a woman like a dewdrop, she's so purer than the purest.

Over my head his arm he flung
Against the world.

The lie was dead
And damned, and truth stood up instead.

Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure, this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed It's petals up.

So, Willy, let you and me be wipers Of scores out with all men — especially pipers! And, whether they pipe us from rats or from mice, If we've promised them aught, let us keep our promise!

Rats! They fought the dogs and killed the cats, And bit the babies in the cradles, And ate the cheeses out of the vats, And licked the soup from the cooks' own ladles, Split open the kegs of salted sprats, Made nests inside men's Sunday hats, And even spoiled the women's chats By drowning their speaking With shrieking and squeaking In fifty different sharps and flats.