There's a woman like a dewdrop, she's so purer than the purest.
Robert Browning (1812 - 1889)
Source: A Blot in the 'Scutcheon. Act i. Sc. iii.
Contributed by: Zaady
Round and round, like a dance of snow In a dazzling drift, as its guardians, go Floating the women faded for ages, Sculptured in stone on the poet's pages.
Source: Women and Roses.
Why stay we on the earth except to grow?
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
Source: Cavalier Tunes
All service ranks the same with God,- With God, whose puppets, best and worst, Are we: there is no last nor first.
Source: Pippa Passes. Part iv.
Ah, did you once see Shelley plain, And did he stop and speak to you, And did you speak to him again? How strange it seems, and new!
Source: Memorabilia. i.
That's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture.
Source: Home-Thoughts from Abroad. ii.
Say not "a small event!" Why "small"? Costs it more pain that this ye call A "great event" should come to pass From that? Untwine me from the mass Of deeds which make up life, one deed Power shall fall short in or exceed!
Source: Pippa Passes. Introduction.
And I have written three books on the soul, Proving absurd all written hitherto, And putting us to ignorance again.
Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure.
Source: Rabbi Ben Ezra.
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