Robert Browning (Ðîáåðò Áðàóíèíã)

Love In A Life

I.

Room after room,
I hunt the house through
We inhabit together.
Heart, fear nothing, for, heart, thou shalt find her---
Next time, herself!---not the trouble behind her
Left in the curtain, the couch's perfume!
As she brushed it, the cornice-wreath blossomed anew:
Yon looking-glass gleaned at the wave of her feather.

II.

Yet the day wears,
And door succeeds door;
I try the fresh fortune---
Range the wide house from the wing to the centre.
Still the same chance! She goes out as I enter.
Spend my whole day in the quest,---who cares?
But 'tis twilight, you see,---with such suites to explore,
Such closets to search, such alcoves to importune! 

1. Abt Vogler
2. How It Strikes a Contemporary
3. An Epistle Containing the Strange Medical Experience of Karshish, the Arab Physician
4. Up at a Villa-Down in the City
5. Tray

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