Robert Browning
London / England
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Love Among The Ruins

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Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles,
Miles and miles
On the solitary pastures where our sheep
Half-asleep
Tinkle homeward thro' the twilight, stray or stop
As they crop---
Was the site once of a city great and gay,
(So they say)
Of our country's very capital, its prince
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Edward Hester 08 July 2006
This is a very thoughtful poem, reflecting on the follies of power and the illusions of human greatness. All things must pass. And how the choices power makes hurries the loss of all things, big or small.
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