Robert Browning

(1812-1889 / London / England)

The Lost Mistress - Poem by Robert Browning

I.

All's over, then: does truth sound bitter
As one at first believes?
Hark, 'tis the sparrows' good-night twitter
About your cottage eaves!

II.

And the leaf-buds on the vine are woolly,
I noticed that, to-day;
One day more bursts them open fully
---You know the red turns grey.

III.

To-morrow we meet the same then, dearest?
May I take your hand in mine?
Mere friends are we,---well, friends the merest
Keep much that I resign:

IV.

For each glance of the eye so bright and black,
Though I keep with heart's endeavour,---
Your voice, when you wish the snowdrops back,
Though it stay in my soul for ever!---

V.

Yet I will but say what mere friends say,
Or only a thought stronger;
I will hold your hand but as long as all may,
Or so very little longer!


Comments about The Lost Mistress by Robert Browning

  • (7/4/2018 7:35:00 PM)


    romantic mad dog is yet (Report) Reply

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  • (7/3/2018 3:28:00 PM)


    it is mainly for the saying of “love is mad“, thus.... it is coming sooner. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2001



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