Vulgar words in Selections from the Poems and Plays of Robert Browning (Page 1)
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40 Wherever a fresco peels and drops, Wherever an outline weakens and wanes Till the latest life in the painting stops, Stands One whom each fainter pulse-tick pains; One, wishful each scrap should clutch the brick, 45 Each tinge not wholly escape the plaster, --A lion who dies of an ass's kick, The wronged great soul of an ancient Master.
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Hark, those two in the hazel coppice-- 5 A boy and a girl, if the good fates please, Making love, say-- The happier they!