Robert Browning

(1812-1889 / London / England)

Life In A Love - Poem by Robert Browning

Escape me?
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---

Comments about Life In A Love by Robert Browning

  • (1/14/2018 1:47:00 PM)

    This is a good and powerful poem I like to read (Report) Reply

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  • Abhimanyu Kumar.s (11/28/2017 6:47:00 PM)

    True in love and fear of life go together as it remains in both. (Report) Reply

  • Tapan M. Saren (4/21/2017 9:08:00 AM)

    Lovely poem............ (Report) Reply

  • Prem Katoch (11/25/2016 6:36:00 PM)

    Even after many years, it touches chords of heart. (Report) Reply

  • (6/27/2016 3:57:00 AM)

    The love that expresses in this beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • (6/27/2016 3:56:00 AM)

    A great love poem here enjoyed. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (6/27/2016 3:05:00 AM)

    So long as the world contains us both. Nice piece of work. (Report) Reply

  • Moira Cameron (6/27/2016 1:55:00 AM)

    What a craftsman. A master! (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (6/27/2016 1:15:00 AM)

    It's like dramatic dialogue by Browning noted for soliloquies in many of his former poems of repute! He is a master in that art! (Report) Reply

  • Ludolf Dauphin (6/11/2016 11:54:00 AM)

    It's been a while since I read this. what a great poem.. (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/18/2016 1:37:00 PM)

    Superb! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • (12/8/2014 3:44:00 PM)

    Beautiful... (Report) Reply

  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (12/8/2013 10:22:00 AM)

    while I am I and you are you
    And the morn fresh with dew
    And both in the prime of youth
    Let us play this game of love
    Where neither wins as proved by time
    And the evening finds both of us cold and blue....
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  • Justin Gonzalez (12/8/2012 4:27:00 AM)

    Robert really hit the nail on the head with this poem, brilliant. (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (12/8/2012 12:36:00 AM)

    good poem I like it. (Report) Reply

  • (8/14/2011 10:58:00 PM)

    This is an emotive and beautiful poem. When I first read it I didn't think too much of it to be honest, however after a few readings it grew very much on me! Without being as verbose as others in this thread, I'd like to say it is really very good, very sad, very true to life and the pursuit of unacquainted love. (Report) Reply

  • (12/8/2010 5:36:00 PM)

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    Love the poem, I will be looking into some of his other work as well.

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  • (12/8/2010 11:49:00 AM)

    Browning is rarely at his best in these short pieces. He doesn't have the rhythmic fluidity and lyrical limpidity of Tennyson to impart to his poetic statements the semantic and emotive clarity of meaning required in such short non-discursive non-dramatic sketches.Even here Browning's quality of many-leveled meaningful interpretations and references are quite noticeable.. In this he excels all others in his full length works. (Report) Reply

  • (12/8/2009 12:14:00 PM)

    oh! great poem amazing shown of LOve and commitment! ! ! ! !
    Only a few can feel that way and act in consecuence.
    Only a poet can claim it that way! ! !
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  • (12/8/2009 7:12:00 AM)

    I loved first three and last three lines. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2001

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 13, 2001

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