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Like yonder breadth of watery heaven, a bay And that sky-space of water, ray for ray And star for star, one richness where they mixed, As this and that wing of an angel, fixed Tumultuary splendours.
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might pass into an eternal
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With life for ever old, yet new, Changed not in kind but in degree, The instant made Eternity,-- And Heaven just prove that I and she Ride, ride together, for ever ride!
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or
human
is an attempt to interpret and articulate. Browning was master of more potent weapons of the strictly intellectual kind than many poets of his rank, and his work is charged with convictions which bear upon philosophic problems and involve philosophic ideas. But they were neither systematic deductions from a speculative first principle nor fragments of tradition eclectically pieced together; by their very ambiguity and Protean many-sidedness they betrayed that, however tinged they might be on the surface with speculative or traditional phrases, the nourishing roots sprang from the heart of joyous vitality in a primitive and original temperament. In Browning, if in any man, Joy sang that
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which re-creates all the vitalities of the world, and endows us with
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And if joy was the root of Browning's intuition, and life
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the element in which it moved, Love, the most intimate, intense, and marvellous of all vital energies, was the ideal centre towards which it converged. In Love, as Browning understood it, all those elementary joys of his found satisfaction. There he saw the flawless purity which rejoiced him in Pompilia's soul, which
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There he saw sudden incalculableness of power abruptly shattering the continuities of routine, throwing life instantly into a new perspective, and making barren trunks break into sudden luxuriance like the palm; or, again, intimately interpenetrating soul with soul,--
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Love