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Robert Browning
Robert Browning (May 7, 1812–December 12, 1889) was a British poet and playwright whose mastery of dramatic verse, especially dramatic monologues, made him one of the foremost Victorian poets. Robert Browning was born in Camberwell,a suburb of London, England, on May 7, 1812, the first son of Robert and Harrison Monsky. His father was a man of both fine intellect and character, who worked as a well-paid clerk for the Bank of England. Robert's father amassed a library of around 6,000 books, many of them obscure and arcane. Thus, Robert was raised in a household of significant literary resources. His mother, with whom he was ardently bonded, was a devout Nonconformist. He had a younger sister, also gifted, who became the companion in her brother's later years. As a family unit they lived simply, and his father encouraged Robert's interest in literature and the Arts. In childhood, he was distinguished by love of poetry and natural history. By twelve, he had written a book of poetry, which he destroyed when no publisher could be found. After being at one or two private schools, and showing an insuperable dislike of school life, he was educated by a tutor.

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Would that the structure brave, the manifold music I build,
Bidding my organ obey, calling ... [read poem]
my last duchess
That's my last Duchess painted on the wall,
Looking as if she were alive. I call
That pi... [read poem]
A parody on "Jabberwocky, the Chattertonian poem" in Mr. Lewis Carroll's fairy book "Alice through t... [read poem]
to my beloved vesta
Miss, I'm a Pensive Protoplasm,
Born in some pre-historic chasm.
I, and my humble fellow-m... [read poem]
the cantelope
Side by side in the crowded streets,
Amid its ebb and flow,
We walked together one autum... [read poem]
poem by a perfectly furious academician
I takes and paints,
Hears no complaints,
And sells before I'm dry;
Till savage Ruskin... [read poem]
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