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Robert Browning - Love In A Life
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Room after room,
I hunt the house through
We inhabit together.
Heart, fear nothing, for, heart, thou shalt find her—-
Next time, herself!—-not the trouble behind her
Left in the curtain, the couch`s perfume!
As she brushed it, the cornice-wreath blossomed anew:
Yon looking-glass gleaned at the wave of her feather.

	II.

Yet the day wears,
And door succeeds door;
I try the fresh fortune—-
Range the wide house from the wing to the centre.
Still the same chance! She goes out as I enter.
Spend my whole day in the quest,—-who cares?
But `tis twilight, you see,—-with such suites to explore,
Such closets to search, such alcoves to importune!
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