Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
Robert Browning (1812 - 1889)
Source: Cavalier Tunes
Contributed by: Zaady
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.
Into the street the piper stepped, Smiling first a little smile As if he knew what magic slept In his quiet pipe the while. And the piper advanced And the children followed.
Stand still, true poet that you are! I know you; let me try and draw you. Some night you'll fail us: when afar You rise, remember one man saw you, Knew you, and named a star!
In the first is the last, in thy will is my power to believe.
Progress, man's distinctive mark alone, Not God's, and not the beasts: God is, they are; Man partly is, and wholly hopes to be.
Source: A Death in the Desert.
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