Quotes by Robert Browning
Fear death? - to feel the fog in my throat, / The mist in my face.
Grow old along with me The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made Our times are in his hand who saith, A whole I planned, Youth shows but half trust God See all, nor be afraid
I show you doubt, to prove that faith exists.
I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.
By this time he has tested his first plough, / And studied his last chapter of St John.
Ages past the soul existed, / Here an age 'tis resting merely.
Grow old along with me the best is yet to be.
For note, when evening shuts, / A certain moment cuts / The deed off, calls the glory from the grey.
God is seen God In the star, in the stone, in the flesh, in the soul and the clod
