Poem by Robert Browning

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. Protus
2. Thus The Mayne Glideth
3. How It Strikes a Contemporary
4. Up at a Villa-Down in the City
5. The Italian in England

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