WIST

Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.

Robert Browning (1812-1889) English poet
“A Death in the Desert” (1864)

Man partly is and wholly hopes to be.

Robert Browning (1812-1889) English poet
“A Death in the Desert,” l. 586, Dramatis Personae (1864)

No, when the fight begins within himself,
A man’s worth something.

Robert Browning (1812-1889) English poet
“Bishop Blougram’s Apology,” l. 693 (1855)

The aim, if reached or not, makes great the life:
Try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate.

Robert Browning (1812-1889) English poet
“Bishop Bougram’s Apology” (1855)

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 is heaven –
All’s right with the world!

Robert Browning (1812-1889) English poet
“Pippa Passes”, pt. 1, l. 221 (1841)

Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life, for which the first was made:
Our times are in His hand
Who saith, “A whole I planned,
Youth shows but half; trust God: see all nor be afraid!”

Robert Browning (1812-1889) English poet
“Rabbi Ben Ezra,” st. 1 (1864)

There’s a great text in Galatians,
Once you trip on it, entails
Twenty-nine distinct damnations,
One sure, if another fails.

Robert Browning (1812-1889) English poet
“Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister,” st. 7 (1842)

Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp,
Or what’s a heaven for?

Robert Browning (1812-1889) English poet
Andrea del Sarto, l. 97 (1855)

A man in armor is his armor’s slave.

Robert Browning (1812-1889) English poet
Herakles

Ignorance is not innocence but sin.

Robert Browning (1812-1889) English poet
The Inn Album, ch. 5 (1875)