"Some unsuspected isle in the far seas,-- Some unsuspected isle in far-off seas."

Pippa Passes. Part ii.

"In the morning of the world, When earth was nigher heaven than now."

Pippa Passes. Part iii.

"All service ranks the same with God,-- With God, whose puppets, best and worst, Are we: there is no last nor first."

Pippa Passes. Part iv.

"I trust in Nature for the stable laws Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant And Autumn garner to the end of time. I trust in God,--the right shall be the right And other than the wrong, while he endures. I trust in my own soul, that can perceive The outward and the inward,--Nature's good And God's."

A Soul's Tragedy. Act i.

"Ever judge of men by their professions. For though the bright moment of promising is but a moment, and cannot be prolonged, yet if sincere in its moment's extravagant goodness, why, trust it, and know the man by it, I say,--not by his performance; which is half the world's work, interfere as the world needs must with its accidents and circumstances: the profession was purely the man's own. I judge people by what they might be,--not are, nor will be."

A Soul's Tragedy. Act ii.

"There 's a woman like a dewdrop, she 's so purer than the purest."

A Blot in the 'Scutcheon. Act i. Sc. iii.

"When is man strong until he feels alone?"

Colombe's Birthday. Act iii.

"When the fight begins within himself, A man 's worth something."

Men and Women. Bishop Blougram's Apology.

"The sprinkled isles, Lily on lily, that o'erlace the sea."

Cleon.

"And I have written three books on the soul, Proving absurd all written hitherto, And putting us to ignorance again."

Cleon.

"Sappho survives, because we sing her songs; And Æschylus, because we read his plays!"

Cleon.

"Rafael made a century of sonnets."

One Word More. ii.

"Other heights in other lives, God willing."

One Word More. xii.

"God be thanked, the meanest of his creatures Boasts two soul-sides,--one to face the world with, One to show a woman when he loves her!"

One Word More. xvii.

"Oh their Rafael of the dear Madonnas, Oh their Dante of the dread Inferno, Wrote one song--and in my brain I sing it; Drew one angel--borne, see, on my bosom!"

One Word More. xix.

"The lie was dead And damned, and truth stood up instead."

Count Gismond. xiii.

"Over my head his arm he flung Against the world."

Count Gismond. xix.

"Just my vengeance complete, The man sprang to his feet, Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, and prayed! So, I was afraid!"

Instans Tyrannus. vii.

"Oh never star Was lost here but it rose afar."

Waring. ii.

"Sing, riding 's a joy! For me I ride."

The last Ride together. vii.

"When the liquor 's out, why clink the cannikin?"

The Flight of the Duchess. xvi.

"That low man seeks a little thing to do, Sees it and does it; This high man, with a great thing to pursue, Dies ere he knows it. That low man goes on adding one to one,-- His hundred 's soon hit; This high man, aiming at a million, Misses an unit. That has the world here--should he need the next, Let the world mind him! This throws himself on God, and unperplexed Seeking shall find him."

A Grammarian's Funeral.

"Lofty designs must close in like effects."

A Grammarian's Funeral.

"Lost, lost! one moment knelled the woe of years."

Childe Roland to the Dark Tower came. xxxiii.

"Just for a handful of silver he left us, Just for a riband to stick in his coat."

The Lost Leader. i.

"We shall march prospering,--not thro' his presence; Songs may inspirit us,--not from his lyre; Deeds will be done,--while he boasts his quiescence, Still bidding crouch whom the rest bade aspire."

The Lost Leader. ii.

"They are perfect; how else?--they shall never change: We are faulty; why not?--we have time in store."

Old Pictures in Florence. xvi.

"What 's come to perfection perishes. Things learned on earth we shall practise in heaven; Works done least rapidly Art most cherishes."

Old Pictures in Florence. xvii.

"Italy, my Italy! Queen Mary's saying serves for me (When fortune's malice Lost her Calais): "Open my heart, and you will see Graved inside of it 'Italy.'""

De Gustibus. ii.

"That 's the wise thrush; he sings each song twice over, Lest you should think he never could recapture The first fine careless rapture."

Home-Thoughts from Abroad. ii.

"God made all the creatures, and gave them our love and our fear, To give sign we and they are his children, one family here."

Saul. vi.

"How good is man's life, the mere living! how fit to employ All the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy!"

Saul. ix.

"'T is not what man does which exalts him, but what man would do."

Saul. xvii.

"O woman-country! wooed not wed, Loved all the more by earth's male-lands, Laid to their hearts instead."

By the Fireside. vi.

"That great brow And the spirit-small hand propping it."

By the Fireside. xxiii.

"If two lives join, there is oft a scar. They are one and one, with a shadowy third; One near one is too far."

By the Fireside. xlvi.

"Only I discern Infinite passion, and the pain Of finite hearts that yearn."

Two in the Campagna. xii.

"Round and round, like a dance of snow In a dazzling drift, as its guardians, go Floating the women faded for ages, Sculptured in stone on the poet's pages."

Women and Roses.

"How he lies in his rights of a man! Death has done all death can. And absorbed in the new life he leads, He recks not, he heeds Nor his wrong nor my vengeance; both strike On his senses alike, And are lost in the solemn and strange Surprise of the change."

After.

"Ah, did you once see Shelley plain, And did he stop and speak to you, And did you speak to him again? How strange it seems, and new!"

Memorabilia. i.

"He who did well in war just earns the right To begin doing well in peace."

Luria. Act ii.

"And inasmuch as feeling, the East's gift, Is quick and transient,--comes, and lo! is gone, While Northern thought is slow and durable."

Luria. Act v.

"A people is but the attempt of many To rise to the completer life of one; And those who live as models for the mass Are singly of more value than they all."

Luria. Act v.

"I count life just a stuff To try the soul's strength on."

In a Balcony.

"Was there nought better than to enjoy? No feat which, done, would make time break, And let us pent-up creatures through Into eternity, our due? No forcing earth teach heaven's employ?"

Dîs Aliter Visum; or, Le Byron de nos Jours.

"There shall never be one lost good! What was, shall live as before; The evil is null, is nought, is silence implying sound; What was good shall be good, with for evil so much good more; On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven, a perfect round."

Abt Vogler. ix.

"Then welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!"

Rabbi Ben Ezra.

"What I aspired to be, And was not, comforts me."

Rabbi Ben Ezra.

"Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure."

Rabbi Ben Ezra.

"For life, with all it yields of joy and woe, And hope and fear (believe the aged friend), Is just our chance o' the prize of learning love,-- How love might be, hath been indeed, and is."

A Death in the Desert.