 And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end,...  Dramatis personæ [poems]. Author's ed - Pàgina 162per Robert Browning - 1864Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Esther Phoebe Defries - 1893 - 176 pàgines
...from (i) Prospice (Dram. Pers. 1864), and from (2) the Epilogue to ASOLANDO, his latest volume. (1) " For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall... | |
 | Jerome Kilty - 1970 - 66 pàgines
...very close to hers, his hands on her arms — very tender.) And the elements' rage, the fiend voices that rave, Shall dwindle, shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain, Then a light, then Thy breast. 0 thou soul of my soul II shall clasp thee again, And with... | |
 | Lillian Watson - 1988 - 356 pàgines
...arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that...shall blend, Shall change, shall become first a peace out of pain, Then a light, then thy breast, O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again, And with... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - 1992 - 1172 pàgines
...man must go: (1. 1—8) 69 No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Saint Lucy's Day, Being the Shortest Day 43 Study me then, you who shall lover (1. 17-20) 70 O thou soul of my soul! I shall clasp thee again, And with God be the rest! (1. 27-28)... | |
 | Robert Browning - 1994 - 718 pàgines
...forebore, And bade me creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like mypeers The heroes of old, Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. Alas, For sadden the worst turns the best to the brave, The black minute's at end, And the elements'... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1995 - 212 pàgines
...creep past. No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers The heroes of old, Bear the hrunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears Of pain, darkness and cold. For sudden the worst turns the hest to the hrave, The hlack minute 's at end, And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices that rave,... | |
 | Patricia Weenolsen, Ph.D. - 1997 - 324 pàgines
...and bid you creep past — a notion Robert Browning hated — or will you "taste the whole of it ... in a minute pay glad life's arrears of pain, darkness and cold," until your reunion with light and love?1 The evidence shows that we have more control over these final... | |
 | Jim McGuiggan - 2010 - 136 pàgines
...bade me creep past. w No! let me taste the whole of it, fare like my peers jjjj The heroes of old, 2 Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears...For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, H The black minute's at end, 2 And the elements' rage, the fiend-voices rave, ^ Shall dwindle, shall... | |
 | Dennis N. T. Perkins - 2000 - 277 pàgines
...Robert Browning's "Prospice": I was ever a fighter, so — one fight more, The best and the last! . . . For sudden the worst turns the best to the brave The Black minute's at end . . .2 Shackleton framed the world in an invariably optimistic way. On his first expedition... | |
 | D. Michael Wallace - 2003 - 463 pàgines
...though in conversation. Matt thought he recognized the words as one of Browning's statements on death. "Bear the brunt, in a minute pay glad life's arrears...sudden the worst turns the best to the brave, the black minute's at end." His father had what Matt guessed to be at least a two-or three-week-old beard. His... | |
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