Robert Browning (Роберт Браунинг)

Parting at Morning

Round the cape of a sudden came the sea,
And the sun looked over the mountain's rim:
And straight was a path of gold for him,
And the need of a world of men for me. 

1. Up at a Villa-Down in the City
2. How It Strikes a Contemporary
3. Popularity
4. Earth's Immortalities
5. Apparent Failure

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