Maxioms by Robert Browning
Her voice changed like a bird's:
There grew more of the music, and less of the words.
Her voice changed like a bird's:
There grew more of the music, and less of the words.
Just my vengeance complete,
The man sprang to his feet,
Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, and read more
Just my vengeance complete,
The man sprang to his feet,
Stood erect, caught at God's skirts, and prayed!
So, I was afraid!
So free we seem, so fettered fast we are.
So free we seem, so fettered fast we are.
This could but have happened once,
And we missed it, lost it forever.
This could but have happened once,
And we missed it, lost it forever.
