Selected poems of Robert Browning Book

You know that obnoxious comedian/impressionist who somehow landed a gig on football related television, Frank Calliendo? Well, reading Browning is like watching an infinitely more talented version of that guy.
He pretty much takes on new personas as he writes; it is astonishing. You can tell why Pound and Eliot loved the guy.
Anyway, he is also great at sort of redelivering the gospel message, so you can see again how intensely surprising it is: the best poems in the collection (and this never happens) are ones that I'd never come across before, probably because they are both very long and polemically Christian. The 'Epistle of Karshish' one, "Cleon", "Ned Bratts", and the stupendous "Death in the Desert" are the ones I mean specifically, but most were pretty great. Browning is generally fantastic if one has the patience for him. Sometimes, though, he can be a little, uh, wordy. For instance, "Mr Sludge, the 'Medium'" is something like 1400 lines long, that is, longer than book two of Paradise Lost. So, yeah. Bring your lunch.