Where the apple reddens Never pry - Lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I.
Robert Browning (1812 - 1889)
Source: Woman’s Last Word
Contributed by: Zaady
Let's contend no more, Love, Strive nor weep: All be as before Love, - Only sleep.
Any nose May ravage with impunity a rose.
Source: Sordello. Book vi.
O woman-country! wooed not wed, Loved all the more by earth's male-lands, Laid to their hearts instead.
Source: By the Fireside. vi.
What's come to perfection perishes. Things learned on earth we shall practice in heaven; Works done least rapidly Art most cherishes.
Oh their Rafael of the dear Madonnas, Oh their Dante of the dread Inferno, Wrote one song-and in my brain I sing it; Drew one angel-borne, see, on my bosom!
Other heights in other lives, God willing.
Source: Two in the Campagna. xii.
Then welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!
Source: Rabbi Ben Ezra.
I am grown peaceful as old age tonight.
Source: Andrea del Sarto
Might she have loved me? just as well She might have hated, who can tell!
Source: The Last Ride Together
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