Maxioms by Robert Browning
Why comes temptation but for man to meet
And master and make crouch beneath his foot,
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Why comes temptation but for man to meet
And master and make crouch beneath his foot,
And so be pedestaled in triumph?
Good, to forgive;
Best to forget.
Good, to forgive;
Best to forget.
Let my hand,
This hand, lie in your own--my own true friend;
Aprile! Hand-in-hand with you, Aprile!
Let my hand,
This hand, lie in your own--my own true friend;
Aprile! Hand-in-hand with you, Aprile!
Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.
Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.
Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.
