What did Robert Browning mean by: God is the perfect poet, Who in his person acts his own creations. - Robert Browning Poet · England Copy
+ Genius has somewhat of the infantine; but of the childish not a touch or taint. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Genius, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ Needs there groan a world in anguish just to teach us sympathy? Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Sympathy, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ I have lived, And seen God’s hand thro a life time, And all was for the best. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, God, Hands, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Age, Birthday, Dream, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ Fair or foul the lot apportioned life on earth, we bear alike. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Earth, Fate, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ All will be gay when noontide wakes anew The buttercups, the little children’s dower. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Children, Gay, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ Aspire, break bounds. Endeavor to be good, and better still, best. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Break, Endeavor, Gymnastics, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
+ Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Robert Browning, Heart, Pain, Passion, 0 - Robert Browning Poet · England
In the middle of a perfect tranquillity, it is an art to imagine about the nightmares of storms! - Mehmet Murat Ildan Playwright and novelist · Turkey
O woman! thou wert fashioned to beguile: So have all sages said, all poets sung. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Just like men, perfume is never perfect right away; you have to let it seduce you. - Jean Patou Fashion designer · France
But, oh, Thou bounteous Giver of all good, Thou art, of all Thy gifts, Thyself thy crown! - William Cowper Poet · England
Henceforth the majesty of God revere;Fear Him, and you have nothing else to fear. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
