Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat.
Robert Browning (1812 - 1889)
Source: The Lost Leader. i.
Contributed by: Zaady
This could but have happened once,- And we missed it, lost it forever.
Source: Youth and Art. xvii.
Where my heart lies let may brain lie also.
Source: One More Word
Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn.
Source: Two in the Campagna. xii.
Lose who may-I still can say, Those who win heaven, blest are they!
Source: One Way of Love
Better have failed in the high aim, as I, Than vulgarly in the low aim succeed, - As, God be thanked! I do not.
Source: The Inn Album. iv.
The year's at the spring And day's at the morn; Morning's at seven; The hill-side's dew-pearled; The lark's on the wing; The snail's on the thorn: God's in his heaven, All's right with the world!
Source: Pippa Passes. Part i.
God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency.
There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with for evil so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round.
Source: Abt Vogler.
A common grayness silvers everything.
Source: Andrea del Sarto
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