ROBERT BROWNING: CHILDE HAROLD TO THE DARK TOWER CAME Page | 1. Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came”. Robert Browning (–89). Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came by Robert Browning. comments.I. My first thought was he lied in every word That hoary cripple with malicious eye. 7What else should he be set for, with his staff? 8 What, save to waylay with his lies, ensnare. 9 All travellers who might find him posted there,. 10And ask the road.

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Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came – Poem by Robert Browning

Sign up or Log in to rate this book and submit a review. Register for a free account. Community Reviews Your Review. Excerpt I My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the working of his lie On mine, and mouth scarce able to afford Suppression of the glee, that pursed and scored Its edge, at one more victim gained thereby.

Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came

II What else should he be set for, with his staff? What, save to waylay with his lies, ensnare All travellers who might find him posted there, And ask the road? I guessed what skull-like laugh Would break, what cam ‘gin write my epitaph For pastime in the dusty thoroughfare, III If at his counsel I should turn aside Into that ominous tract which, all agree Hides the Dark Tower.


Yet acquiescingly I did turn as he pointed: IV For, what with my whole world-wide wandering, What with my search drawn out thro’ years, my hope Dwindled into a ghost not fit to cope With that obstreperous joy success would bring, I hardly tried now to rebuke the spring My heart made, finding failure in its scope.

V As when a sick man very near to death Seems dead indeed, and feels begin and end The tears and takes the farewell of each friend, And hears one bid the other go, draw ttower Freelier outside “since all is o’er,” he saith, “And the blow fallen no grieving can amend” ; VI Te some discuss if near the other graves Be room enough for this, and when a day Suits best for carrying the corpse away, With care about the banners, scarves and staves: And still the man hears all, and only craves He yo not shame such tender love and stay.

VII Thus, I had so cmae suffered in this quest, Heard failure prophesied so oft, been writ So many times among ttower Band”–to wit, The knights who to the Dark Tower’s search addressed Their steps–that just to fail as they, seemed best, And all the doubt was now–should I be fit?

All the day Had been a dreary one at best, and dim Was settling to its close, yet shot one grim Red leer to see the plain catch its estray. Nothing but plain to the horizon’s bound. I might go on; nought else remained to do.


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X So, on I went. I think I never saw Such starved ignoble nature; nothing throve: For flowers-as well expect a cedar grove! But cockle, spurge, according to their law Might propagate their kind, with none to awe, You’d think; a burr had been a treasure trove.

I cannot help my case: What made those holes and rents In the dock’s harsh swarth leaves, bruised as to baulk All hope of greenness? XIII As for the grass, it grew as scant as hair In leprosy; thin towfr blades pricked the mud Which underneath looked kneaded up with blood.

One stiff blind rooland, his every bone a-stare, Stood stupefied, however he came there: Thrust out past service from the devil’s stud! XV I shut my eyes and turned them on my heart. As a man calls for wine before he fights, I asked one draught of earlier, happier sights, Ere fitly I could hope to play my part. Think first, fight afterwards–the soldier’s art: One taste of the old time sets all to rights.

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