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robert browning - richard mitchley - confessions lyrics

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what is he buzzing in my ears?
“now that i come to die
do i view the world as a vale of tears?”
ah, reverend sir, not i!

what i viewed there once, what i view again
where the physic bottles stand
on the table’s edge,—is a suburb lane
with a wall to my bedside hand

that lane sloped, much as the bottles do
from a house you could descry
o’er the garden+wall; is the curtain blue
or green to a healthy eye?

to minе, it serves for the old junе weather
blue above lane and wall;
and that farthest bottle labelled “ether”
is the house o’ertopping all

at a terrace, somewhere near the stopper
there watched for me, one june
a girl: i know, sir, it’s improper
my poor mind’s out of tune

only, there was a way… you crept
close by the side, to dodge
eyes in the house, two eyes except:
they styled their house “the lodge.”
what right had a lounger up their lane?
but, by creeping very close
with the good wall’s help,—their eyes might strain
and stretch themselves to oes

yet never catch her and me together
as she left the attic, there
by the rim of the bottle labelled “ether,”
and stole from stair to stair

and stood by the rose+wreathed gate. alas
we loved, sir—used to meet:
how sad and bad and mad it was—
but then, how it was sweet!

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