Dramatic Lyrics, by Robert Browning

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!

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