Robert Browning

It is the glory and good of Art,
That Art remains the one way possible
Of speaking read more

It is the glory and good of Art,
That Art remains the one way possible
Of speaking truth, to mouths like mine at least.

Only I discern
Infinite passion, and the pain
Of finite hearts that yearn.

Only I discern
Infinite passion, and the pain
Of finite hearts that yearn.

But there are times when patience proves at fault.

But there are times when patience proves at fault.

Day!
Faster and more fast,
O'er night's brim, day boils at last;
Boils, pure read more

Day!
Faster and more fast,
O'er night's brim, day boils at last;
Boils, pure gold, o'er the cloud-cup's brim.

In the great right of an excessive wrong.

In the great right of an excessive wrong.