Robert Browning

Robert Browning

Summary

Portrait of Robert Browning Robert Browning Dramatis Personæ — Too Late (1864)

May slip through the sky in a line of light,
And earth breathe hard, and landmarks fall,
And my waves no longer champ nor chafe,
Since a stone will have rolled from its place: let be!"
4.
But, dead! All ’s done with: wait who may,
Watch and wear and wonder who will.
Oh, my whole life that ends to-day!
Oh, my soul’s sentence, sounding still,
“The woman is dead that was none of his;
And the man that was none of hers may go!”
There’s only the past left: worry that!
Wreak, like a bull, on the empty coat,
Rage, its late wearer is laughing at!
Tear the collar to rags, having missed his throat
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