God is the perfect poet. – Robert Browning
Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb, with great labor, and incessant anxiety, but never reach the top. – Robert Browning
God is the perfect poet. – Robert Browning
Like dogs in a wheel, birds in a cage, or squirrels in a chain, ambitious men still climb and climb, with great labor, and incessant anxiety, but never reach the top. – Robert Browning
Where the apple reddens never pry — lest we lose our Edens, Eve and I. – Robert Browning
A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with. – Robert Browning