Maxioms by Robert Browning
What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
 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! 
 To me at least was never evening yet
 But seemed far beautifuller than its day.  
 To me at least was never evening yet
 But seemed far beautifuller than its day. 
 That low man seeks a little thing to do,
 Sees it and does it;
  This high man, read more 
 That low man seeks a little thing to do,
 Sees it and does it;
  This high man, with a great thing to pursue,
   Dies ere he knows it.
    That low man goes on adding one to one,
     His hundreds soon hit:
      His high man, aiming at a million,
       Misses an unit. 
 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.