Robert Browning

Hand
Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship,
And great hearts expand
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Hand
Grasps at hand, eye lights eye in good friendship,
And great hearts expand
And grow one in the sense of this world's life.

So free we seem, so fettered fast we are.

So free we seem, so fettered fast we are.

From the sprinkled isles,
Lily on lily, that o'erlace the sea.

From the sprinkled isles,
Lily on lily, that o'erlace the sea.

Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven
What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven.

Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven
What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven.

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.