Robert Browning Poems
|121.||The Laboratory-Ancien Régime||1/1/2004|
|122.||In A Year||5/13/2001|
|123.||Rabbi Ben Ezra||5/13/2001|
|125.||In Three Days||5/13/2001|
|127.||The Pied Piper Of Hamelin||5/13/2001|
|128.||Another Way Of Love||5/13/2001|
|129.||A Grammarian's Funeral Shortly After The Revival Of Learnin||1/1/2004|
|130.||Any Wife To Any Husband||5/13/2001|
|131.||Home Thoughts, From Abroad||1/13/2003|
|132.||Bishop Blougram's Apology||1/1/2004|
|133.||Women And Roses||5/13/2001|
|134.||Andrea Del Sarto||12/31/2002|
|137.||Meeting At Night||5/13/2001|
|138.||Why I Am A Liberal||1/3/2003|
|139.||A Light Woman||5/13/2001|
|140.||A Lovers' Quarrel||5/13/2001|
|141.||Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came||5/13/2001|
|144.||A Pretty Woman||5/13/2001|
|145.||Life In A Love||5/13/2001|
|146.||My Last Duchess||5/13/2001|
|147.||A Woman's Last Word||5/13/2001|
A Woman's Last Word
Let's contend no more, Love,
Strive nor weep:
All be as before, Love,
What so wild as words are?
I and thou
In debate, as birds are,
Hawk on bough!
See the creature stalking
While we speak!
Hush and hide the talking,
Cheek on cheek!
What so false as truth is,
False to thee?
Where the serpent's tooth is
Shun the tree---
Where the apple reddens
Lest we lose our Edens,
Eve and I.
Be a god and hold ...
The Lost Leader
Just for a handful of silver he left us,
Just for a riband to stick in his coat---
Found the one gift of which fortune bereft us,
Lost all the others she lets us devote;
They, with the gold to give, doled him out silver,
So much was theirs who so little allowed:
How all our copper had gone for his service!