“Look not thou down but up!
To uses of a cup.”
Robert Browning Rabbi ben Ezra
Source: Dramatis Personae (1864), Rabbi Ben Ezra, Line 175.
"Rabbi ben Ezra" is a poem by Robert Browning about Abraham ibn Ezra , one of the great poets, mathematicians, and scholars of the 12th century. He wrote on grammar, astronomy, the astrolabe, etc.
“Look not thou down but up!
To uses of a cup.”
Robert Browning Rabbi ben Ezra
Source: Dramatis Personae (1864), Rabbi Ben Ezra, Line 175.
“What I aspired to be,
And was not, comforts me.”
Robert Browning Rabbi ben Ezra
Rabbi Ben Ezra.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
Robert Browning Rabbi ben Ezra
Source: Dramatis Personae (1864), Rabbi Ben Ezra, Line 1.
Context: Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life, for which the first was made:
Our times are in his hand
Who saith, "A whole I planned,
Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!"
“Rather I prize the doubt
Low kinds exist without,
Finished and finite clods, untroubled by a spark.”
Robert Browning Rabbi ben Ezra
Source: Dramatis Personae (1864), Rabbi Ben Ezra, Line 12.
Context: Mine be some figured flame which blends, transcends them all!
Not for such hopes and fears
Annulling youth's brief years,
Do I remonstrate: folly wide the mark!
Rather I prize the doubt
Low kinds exist without,
Finished and finite clods, untroubled by a spark.
Poor vaunt of life indeed,
Were man but formed to feed
On joy, to solely seek and find and feast;
Such feasting ended, then
As sure an end to men.
“Mine be some figured flame which blends, transcends them all!”
Robert Browning Rabbi ben Ezra
Source: Dramatis Personae (1864), Rabbi Ben Ezra, Line 12.
Context: Mine be some figured flame which blends, transcends them all!
Not for such hopes and fears
Annulling youth's brief years,
Do I remonstrate: folly wide the mark!
Rather I prize the doubt
Low kinds exist without,
Finished and finite clods, untroubled by a spark.
Poor vaunt of life indeed,
Were man but formed to feed
On joy, to solely seek and find and feast;
Such feasting ended, then
As sure an end to men.
“Let us cry, "All good things
Are ours, nor soul helps flesh more, now, than flesh helps soul!"”
Robert Browning Rabbi ben Ezra
Source: Dramatis Personae (1864), Rabbi Ben Ezra, Line 70.
Robert Browning Rabbi ben Ezra
Source: Dramatis Personae (1864), Rabbi Ben Ezra, Line 142.
Context: All instincts immature,
All purposes unsure,
That weighed not as his work, yet swelled the man's amount:
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.
“My times be in thy hand!
Perfect the cup as planned!”
Robert Browning Rabbi ben Ezra
Source: Dramatis Personae (1864), Rabbi Ben Ezra, Line 187.
Context: So, take, and use thy work:
Amend what flaws may lurk,
What strain o' the stuff, what warpings past the aim!
My times be in thy hand!
Perfect the cup as planned!
Let age approve of youth, and death complete the same!
Robert Browning Rabbi ben Ezra
Source: Dramatis Personae (1864), Rabbi Ben Ezra, Line 121.
Context: Be there, for once and all,
Severed great minds from small,
Announced to each his station in the Past!
Was I, the world arraigned,
Were they, my soul disdained,
Right? Let age speak the truth and give us peace at last!
Now, who shall arbitrate?
Ten men love what I hate,
Shun what I follow, slight what I receive;
Ten, who in ears and eyes
Match me: we all surmise,
They this thing, I that: whom shall my soul believe?
Robert Browning Rabbi ben Ezra
Source: Dramatis Personae (1864), Rabbi Ben Ezra, Line 121.
Context: Be there, for once and all,
Severed great minds from small,
Announced to each his station in the Past!
Was I, the world arraigned,
Were they, my soul disdained,
Right? Let age speak the truth and give us peace at last!
Now, who shall arbitrate?
Ten men love what I hate,
Shun what I follow, slight what I receive;
Ten, who in ears and eyes
Match me: we all surmise,
They this thing, I that: whom shall my soul believe?