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• Rafael made a century of sonnets. -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- One Word More, ii
• When I hear the word "Culture" I pick up my Browning. -- Hanns Johst (1890-?)
• Marge: I wrote a poem for you this afternoon, Homer.
  It's called, `To a Husband'. Homer: Okay, okay....
• Other heights in other lives, God willing. -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- One Word More, xii
• Oh, you're wrong. I have one more yet that will not fail-- my knowledge.
  -- Lady Peinforte, Silver Nemesi...
• Jackie: Oh, my favorite song. This is so nice! Abe
  I can't remember when I felt this young. Oh...I really can't!...
• God be thanked, the meanest of his creatures Boasts two soul-sides,--one to face the world with, One to show a woman when he loves her!
  -- Robert Browning (1812-1890) -- One Word More, xvii...
• Just yesterday morning, they let me know you were gone, Suzanne, the plans they made put an end to you, I went out this morning and I wrote down this song, Just can't remember who to send it to.
  .. Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain, I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end, I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend, But I always thought that I'd see you again....
• Oh, don't give me none more of that Old Janx Spirit No
  don't you give me none more of that Old Janx Spirit For my head will fly My tongue will lie My eyes will fry And I may die Won't you pour me one more of that sinful Old Janx Spirit....