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Oh, to be in England,
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf,
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In England—now.

— Robert Browning

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The heavens and earth stay as they were; my heart
Beats as it beat: the truth remains the truth.

Colombe's Birthday (1844)

Let us cry, "All good things
Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!"

Dramatis Personae (1864)

Inscribe all human effort with one word,
Artistry's haunting curse, the Incomplete!

The Ring and the Book (1868)

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

Men and Women (1855)

God is the perfect poet,
Who in his person acts his own creations.

Paracelsus (1835)

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