By Robert Browning
Robert Browning (1812-1889): An English poet. His poems are frequently difficult and obscure, but they are full of courage, manliness, and hopefulness, which appeal to young readers as well as to older ones. "The Pied Piper of Hamelin," "Hervé Riel," and "How They Carried the Good News from Ghent to Aix" are among the poems best liked by young people.
Robert Browning (1812-1889): An English poet. His poems are frequently difficult and obscure, but they are full of courage, manliness, and hopefulness, which appeal to young readers as well as to older ones. "The Pied Piper of Hamelin," "Hervé Riel," and "How They Carried the Good News from Ghent to Aix" are among the poems best liked by young people.
1. A beggar-child ...Sat on a quay's edge: like a birdSang to herself at careless play,And fell into the stream. "Dismay!Help, you standers-by!" None stirred.2. Bystanders reason, think of wivesAnd children ere they risk their lives.Over the balustrade has bouncedA mere instinctive dog, and pouncedPlumb on the prize. "How well he dives!3. "Up he comes with the child, see, tightIn mouth, alive, too, clutched from quiteA depth of ten feet—twelve, I bet!Good dog! What, off again? There's yetAnother child to save? All right!4. "How strange we saw no other fall!It's instinct in the animal.Good dog! But he's a long while under:If he got drowned I should not wonder—Strong current, that against the wall!5. "Here he comes, holds in mouth this time—What may the thing be? Well, that's prime!Now, did you ever? Reason reignsIn man alone, since all Tray's painsHave fished—the child's doll from the slime!"
1. A beggar-child ...Sat on a quay's edge: like a birdSang to herself at careless play,And fell into the stream. "Dismay!Help, you standers-by!" None stirred.2. Bystanders reason, think of wivesAnd children ere they risk their lives.Over the balustrade has bouncedA mere instinctive dog, and pouncedPlumb on the prize. "How well he dives!3. "Up he comes with the child, see, tightIn mouth, alive, too, clutched from quiteA depth of ten feet—twelve, I bet!Good dog! What, off again? There's yetAnother child to save? All right!4. "How strange we saw no other fall!It's instinct in the animal.Good dog! But he's a long while under:If he got drowned I should not wonder—Strong current, that against the wall!5. "Here he comes, holds in mouth this time—What may the thing be? Well, that's prime!Now, did you ever? Reason reignsIn man alone, since all Tray's painsHave fished—the child's doll from the slime!"
1. A beggar-child ...Sat on a quay's edge: like a birdSang to herself at careless play,And fell into the stream. "Dismay!Help, you standers-by!" None stirred.
2. Bystanders reason, think of wivesAnd children ere they risk their lives.Over the balustrade has bouncedA mere instinctive dog, and pouncedPlumb on the prize. "How well he dives!
3. "Up he comes with the child, see, tightIn mouth, alive, too, clutched from quiteA depth of ten feet—twelve, I bet!Good dog! What, off again? There's yetAnother child to save? All right!
4. "How strange we saw no other fall!It's instinct in the animal.Good dog! But he's a long while under:If he got drowned I should not wonder—Strong current, that against the wall!
5. "Here he comes, holds in mouth this time—What may the thing be? Well, that's prime!Now, did you ever? Reason reignsIn man alone, since all Tray's painsHave fished—the child's doll from the slime!"
Băl´ŭs trā̍de: a railing along the edge of a bridge or staircase.Ĭn stĭnc´tĭve: acting according to his nature.
Băl´ŭs trā̍de: a railing along the edge of a bridge or staircase.Ĭn stĭnc´tĭve: acting according to his nature.