Robert Browning

(1812-1889 / London / England)

Robert Browning Poems

121. Before 5/13/2001
122. The Laboratory-Ancien Régime 1/1/2004
123. The Pied Piper Of Hamelin 5/13/2001
124. In A Year 5/13/2001
125. Rabbi Ben Ezra 5/13/2001
126. A Face 4/7/2010
127. The Patriot 5/13/2001
128. Another Way Of Love 5/13/2001
129. Andrea Del Sarto 12/31/2002
130. Why I Am A Liberal 1/3/2003
131. My Star 5/13/2001
132. A Grammarian's Funeral Shortly After The Revival Of Learnin 1/1/2004
133. Any Wife To Any Husband 5/13/2001
134. Home Thoughts, From Abroad 1/13/2003
135. Evelyn Hope 5/13/2001
136. Women And Roses 5/13/2001
137. Bishop Blougram's Apology 1/1/2004
138. A Light Woman 5/13/2001
139. Meeting At Night 5/13/2001
140. A Lovers' Quarrel 5/13/2001
141. Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came 5/13/2001
142. Porphyria's Lover 5/13/2001
143. After 5/13/2001
144. Life In A Love 5/13/2001
145. A Pretty Woman 5/13/2001
146. My Last Duchess 5/13/2001
147. A Woman's Last Word 5/13/2001
Best Poem of Robert Browning

A Woman's Last Word


Let's contend no more, Love,
Strive nor weep:
All be as before, Love,
---Only sleep!


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
Never pry---
Lest we lose our Edens,
Eve and I.


Be a god and hold ...

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Italian In England, The

That second time they hunted me
From hill to plain, from shore to sea,
And Austria, hounding far and wide
Her blood-hounds thro' the country-side,
Breathed hot and instant on my trace,---
I made six days a hiding-place
Of that dry green old aqueduct
Where I and Charles, when boys, have plucked
The fire-flies from the roof above,

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