Poems by Robert Browning

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

It once might have been, once only:
We lodged in a street together,
You, a sparrow on the h...

SHE: Yet womanhood you reverence,
So you profess! HE: With heart and soul. SHE:...

Your ghost will walk, you lover of trees,
(If our loves remain)
In an English lane,
By a ...

I WILL be happy if but for once:
Only help me, Autumn weather,
Me and my cares to screen, e...

Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead!
Sit and watch by her side an hour.
That is her book-shelf, this...

If one could have that little head of hers
Painted upon a background of pure gold,
Such as ...

Here's my case. Of old I used to love him.
This same unseen friend, before I knew:
Dream ther...

(Peter Ronsard Loquitur) "Heigho!" yawned one day King Francis,
"Distance all value enhances!
...

SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE Let us begin and carry up this corpse,
Singin...

On the sea and at the Hogue, sixteen hundred ninety two,
Did the English fight the French, wo...

Oh, to be in England
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morn...

I sprang to the stirrup, and Joris, and he;
I galloped, Dirck galloped, we galloped all thr...

WHAT girl but, having gathered flowers,
Stript the beds and spoilt the bowers,
From the lapf...

WE two stood simply friend-like side by side,
Viewing a twilight country far and wide,
Till s...