Tag: Robert Browning

Ripples of mirth

This autumn morning! How he sets his bonesTo bask i’ the sun, and thrusts out knees and feetFor the ripple to run over in its mirth; Robert Browning ~ Among the rocks Sunday Sayings: A pick from the poets, writers or scriptures to match the photo

wall of silence

“O the old wall here! How I could passLife in a long midsummer day,My feet confined to a plot of grass,My eyes from a wall not once away!”~ Robert Browning Sunday Sayings – A pick from the poets, writers or scriptures