Robert Browning

“ For 'tis to God I speed so fast,
For in God's breast my own abode,
Those shoals of dazzling glory, past,
I lay my spirit down at last. 10
I lie where I have always lain,
God smiles as he has always smiled ”

“ And those its waves of flame oppress,
Swarming in ghastly wretchedness;
Whose life on earth aspired to be
One alter-smoke, so pure!—to win
If not love like God's love for me,
At least to keep his anger in ”