Robert Browning

Abt Vogler: After he has been extemporizing upon the musical instrument of his invention Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build, A Face If one could have that little head of hers A Grammarian's Funeral : Shortly After the Revival of Learning in Europe Let us begin and carry up this corpse, A Light Woman So far as our story approaches the end, Andrea Del Sarto (Called "the Faultless Painter") But do not let us quarrel any more, An Epistle: Containing the Strange Medical Experience of Karshish, the Arab Physician Karshish, the picker up of learning's crumbs, Apparent Failure No, for I'll save it! Seven years since Apparitions Such a starved bank of moss A Pretty Woman That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers, A Tale (Epilogue to "The Two Poets of Croisic.") What a pretty tale you told me A Toccata of Galuppi's Oh Galuppi, Baldassaro, this is very sad to find! A Wall O the old wall here! How I could pass A Woman's Last Word Let's contend no more, Love, Caliban upon Setebos; or, Natural Theology in the Island "Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such an one as thyself." Cavalier Tunes Kentish Sir Byng stood for his King, Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came My first thought was, he lied in every word, Confessions What is he buzzing in my ears? Count Gismond Christ God who savest man, save most "De Gustibus--" Your ghost will walk, you lover of trees, Epilogue to "Asolando" At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, Evelyn Hope Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead! Fears and Scruples Here's my case. Of old I used to love him. Hervé Riel On the sea and at the Hogue, sixteen hundred ninety two, Holy-Cross Day Fee, faw, fum! bubble and squeak! Home Thoughts, From Abroad Oh, to be in England Home-Thoughts, From the Sea Nobly, nobly, Cape Saint Vincent to the Northwest died away; How They Brought the Good News From Ghent to Aix I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he; In a Gondola He sings. Incident of the French Camp You know, we French stormed Ratisbon: Instans Tyrannus Of the million or two, more or less, Love Among the Ruins Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles Memorabilia Ah, did you once see Shelley plain, Mesmerism All I believed is true! Misconceptions This is a spray the bird clung to, My Last Duchess That's my last Duchess painted on the wall, My Star All that I know Natural Magic All I can say is--I saw it! One Word More: To E.B.B. There they are, my fifty men and women Pheidippides First I salute this soil of the blessed, river and rock! Porphyria's Lover The rain set early in to-night, Prospice Fear death? to feel the fog in my throat, Protus Among these latter busts we count by scores, Rabbi Ben Ezra Grow old along with me! Saul Said Abner, "At last thou art come! Ere I tell, ere thou speak. Songs From Pippa Passes Day! Summum Bonum All the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee: The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church (Rome, 15--) Vanity, saith the preacher, vanity! The Boy and the Angel Morning, evening, noon, and night, The Englishman in Italy Piano di Sorrento The Flight of the Duchess You're my friend: The Glove "Heigho!" yawned one day King Francis, The Heretic's Tragedy: A Middle-Age Interlude The Lord, we look to once for all, The Italian in England That second time they hunted me The Laboratory (Ancien Regime) Now that I, tying thy glass mask tightly, The Last Ride Together I said--Then, dearest, since 'tis so, The Lost Leader Just for a handful of silver he left us, The Patriot: An Old Story It was roses, roses, all the way, The Pied Piper of Hamelin: A Child's Story Hamelin town's in Brunswick, The Statue and the Bust There's a palace in Florence, the world knows well, The Twins Grand rough old Martin Luther Time's Revenges I've a Friend, over the sea; Tray Sing me a hero! Quench my thirst Up at a Villa--Down in the City _(As distinguished by an Italian person of quality.)_ Waring What's become of Waring Why I am a Liberal "Why?" Because all I haply can and do, Youth and Art It once might have been, once only: