Life In A Bottle Poem by Robert Browning

Life In A Bottle

Rating: 2.9


Escape me?
Never--
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us both,
Me the loving and you the loth,
While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
My life is a fault at last, I fear:
It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.
But what if I fail of my purpose here?
It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
And, baffled, get up and begin again,--
So the chace takes up one's life, that's all.
While, look but once from your farthest bound
At me so deep in the dust and dark,
No sooner the old hope goes to ground
Than a new one, straight to the self-same mark,
I shape me--
Ever
Removed!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chiori Mathew 13 November 2019

Well crafted for my who are addicted to the bottles, morning afternoon and night looking for how to get more of alcohol.

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jeju milch 11 June 2018

jeju loves this poem it is great.....

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jeju m 08 June 2018

jeju is great jeju is great wow.......

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Resh Kav 19 June 2017

Wah... Beautiful... Lovely poem

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