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Robert Browning (Роберт Браунинг)


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Never the time and the place
And the loved one all together!
This path—how soft to pace!
This May—what magic weather!
Where is the loved one's face?
In a dream that loved one's face meets mine,
But the house is narrow, the place is bleak
Where, outside, rain and wind combine
With a furtive ear, if I strive to speak,
With a hostile eye at my flushing cheek,
With a malice that marks each word, each sign!
O enemy sly and serpentine,
Uncoil thee from the waking man!
Do I hold the Past
Thus firm and fast
Yet doubt if the Future hold I can?
This path so soft to pace shall lead
Thro' the magic of May to herself indeed!
Or narrow if needs the house must be,
Outside are the storms and strangers: we
Oh, close, safe, warm sleep I and she,—
I and she! 



Robert Browning's other poems:
  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. Cleon


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