Robert Browning

There shall never be one lost good! What was shall live as
before;
The evil is null, is read more

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.

Then I cast loose my buff coat, each halter let fall,
Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt read more

Then I cast loose my buff coat, each halter let fall,
Shook off both my jack-boots, let go belt and all,
Stood up in the stirrup, leaned, patted his ear,
Called my Roland his pet name, my horse without peer;
Clapped my hands, laughed and sang, any noise bad or good,
'Til at length into Aix Roland galloped and stood.

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

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

Love, hope, fear, faith--these make humanity;
These are its sign and note and character.

Love, hope, fear, faith--these make humanity;
These are its sign and note and character.

No, when the fight begins within himself,
A man's worth something.

No, when the fight begins within himself,
A man's worth something.