Various Authors noon, Jan. 25
- Robert Browning was an English poet and one of the most influential of the Victorian era
Love in a Life/Life in a Love
Two poems by Robert Browning for his wife, Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Love in a Life
- 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 gleamed at the wave of her feather.
- 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!
Life in a Love
- Escape me?
- Never —
- While I am I, and you are you,
- So long as the world contains us both,
- Me the loving and you the loth,
- While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
- My life is a fault at last, I fear:
- It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
- Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.
- But what if I fail of my purpose here?
- It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
- To dry one’s eyes and laugh at a fall,
- And, baffled, get up and begin again, —
- So the chase takes up one’s life, that’s all.
- While, look but once from your farthest bound
- At me so deep in the dust and dark,
- No sooner the old hope goes to ground
- Than a new one, straight to the self-same mark,
- I shape me —