The Lost Mistress - by Robert Browning

All 's over, then: does truth sound bitter

As one at first believes?

Hark, 'tis the sparrows' good-night twitter

About your cottage eaves!

Life in a Love - by Robert Browning

Escape me?

Never

Beloved!

While I am I, and you are you,

One Way of Love - by Robert Browning

All June I bound the rose in sheaves.

Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves

And strow them where Pauline may pass.

She will not turn aside? Alas!

Meeting at Night - by Robert Browning

The grey sea and the long black land;

And the yellow half-moon large and low;

And the startled little waves that leap

In fiery ringlets from their sleep,