Robert Browning,
The Complete Poetic and Dramatic Works of Robert Browning
“ Old memories reappear, old truth returns,Our slow thought does its work, and all's reknown.Oh noble Luria! What you have decreedI see not, but no animal revenge.No brute-like punishment of bad by worse—It cannot be, the gross and vulgar wayTraced for me by convention and mistake,Has gained that calm approving eye and brow!Spare Florence, after all! Let Luria trustTo his own soul, he whom I trust with mine! Lur. In time! Dom. How, Luria? Lur. It is midnight now,And they arrive from Florence with my fate. Dom. I hear no step. ”
