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Robert Browning
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(1812-1889)
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"Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes"
Heap cassia, sandal-buds and stripes
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A Grammarian's Funeral
Let us begin and carry up this corpse,
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A Light Woman
So far as our story approaches the end,
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A Lovers' Quarrel
Oh, what a dawn of day!
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A Pretty Woman
That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers,
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A Serenade At The Villa
That was I, you heard last night,
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A Toccata Of Galuppi's
Oh Galuppi, Baldassaro, this is very sad to find!
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A Woman's Last Word
Let's contend no more, Love,
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After
Take the cloak from his face, and at first
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Aix In Provence
Christ God who savest man, save most
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Andrea del Sarto
But do not let us quarrel any more,
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Another Way Of Love
June was not over
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Any Wife To Any Husband
My love, this is the bitterest, that thou---
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Before
Let them fight it out, friend! things have gone too far.
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Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church, Rome, The
Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity!
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Boy And the Angel, The
Morning, evening, noon and night
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By The Fire-Side
How well I know what I mean to do
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Cavalier Tunes
Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King,
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Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came
My first thought was, he lied in every word
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Confessional, The
It is a lie---their Priests, their Pope,
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Confessions
What is he buzzing in my ears?
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Cristina
She should never have looked at me
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De Gustibus---
Your ghost will walk, you lover of trees
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Dtatue And The Bust, The
There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well
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Earth's Immortalities
See, as the prettiest graves will do in time,
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Englishman In Italy, The
Fortu, Fortu, my beloved one,
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Epilogue
At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time,
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Evelyn Hope
Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead!
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Flight Of The Duchess, The
You're my friend:
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Garden Francies
Here's the garden she walked across,
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Glove, The
``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis,
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Guardian-Angel, The
Dear and great Angel, wouldst thou only leave
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Heretic's Tragedy, The
The Lord, we look to once for all,
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Holy-Cross Day
[``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day,
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Home-Thoughts, From Abroad
Oh, to be in England
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Home-Thoughts, From The Sea
Nobly, nobly Cape Saint Vincent to the North-west died away
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How They Brought The Good News From Ghent To Aix
I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he;
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In A Gondola
I send my heart up to thee, all my heart
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In A Year
Never any more,
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In Three Days
So, I shall see her in three days
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Incident Of The French Camp
You know, we French stormed Ratisbon:
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Instans Tyrannus
Of the million or two, more or less,
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Italian In England, The
That second time they hunted me
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Laboratory, The
Now that I, tying thy glass mask tightly,
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Last Ride Together, The
I said---Then, dearest, since 'tis so,
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Life in a Bottle
Escape me?
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Life In A Love
Escape me?
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Lost Leader, The
Just for a handful of silver he left us,
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Lost Mistress, The
All's over, then: does truth sound bitter
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Love Among The Ruins
Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles,
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Love In A Life
Room after room,
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Master Hugues Of Saxe-Gotha
Hist, but a word, fair and soft!
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Meeting At Night
The grey sea and the long black land;
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Memorabilia
Ah, did you once see Shelley plain,
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Mesmerism
All I believed is true!
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Misconceptions
This is a spray the Bird clung to,
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My Last Duchess
That's my last Duchess painted on the wall,
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My Star
All, that I kno
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Nationality In Drinks
My heart sank with our Claret-flask,
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Never The Time And The Place
Never the time and the place
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Now!
Out of your whole life give but a moment!
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Old Pictures In Florence
The morn when first it thunders in March,
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One Way Of Love
All June I bound the rose in sheaves.
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Parting At Morning
Round the cape of a sudden came the sea
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Patriot, The
It was roses, roses, all the way,
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Pied Piper Of Hamelin, The
Hamelin Town's in Brunswick,
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Pippa's Song
The year's at the spring,
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Popularity
Stand still, true poet that you are!
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Porphyria's Lover
The rain set early in to-night,
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Prospice
Fear death?---to feel the fog in my throat,
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Protus
Among these latter busts we count by scores
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Rabbi Ben Ezra
Grow old along with me!
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Respectability
Dear, had the world in its caprice
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Saul
Said Abner, ``At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak,
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Soliloquy Of The Spanish Cloister
Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence!
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Song
Nay but you, who do not love her,
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Summum Bonum
All the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee:
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Through The Metidja To Abd-El-Kadr
As I ride, as I ride,
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Time's Revenges
I've a Friend, over the sea
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To Edward Fitzgerald
I chanced upon a new book yesterday;
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Twins, The
Grand rough old Martin Luther
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Two In The Campagna
I wonder do you feel to-day
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Up At A Villa--- Down In The City
Had I but plenty of money, money enough and to spare,
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Waring
What's become of Waring
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Women And Roses
I dream of a red-rose tree.
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Youth and Art
It once might have been, once only:
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