 | Emily Carr, Linda Morra, Ira Dilworth - Literary Collections - 2006 - 361 pages
...all, the world's coarse thumb And finger failed to plumb, So passed in making up the main account ... All I could never be, All men ignored in me, This, I was worth, to God whose wheel the pitcher shaped.' That's fine and courageous, isn't it? And yet many people (Sedgewick included) think... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - Literary Collections - 2006 - 512 pages
...by the light of the moon, The moon, The moon, They danced by the light of the moon. ROBERT BROWNING All I could never be, All, men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God! Although his early efforts were dismissed as obscure and difficult, by the end of his life, Robert... | |
 | Scott J. Hammond, Kevin R. Hardwick, Howard Leslie Lubert - History - 2007 - 988 pages
...to the tang and flavor of individual uniqueness. The unique and irreplaceable individual, with his y a h $ (BROWNING) with his private history and his own peculiar mixture of hopes and fears, may be delineated... | |
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Thoughts hardly to be packed Into a narrow act, Fancies that broke through language and escaped ; All I could never be, All men ignored in me, This, I was worth to God, whose wheel the pitcher shaped. 
