Maxioms by Robert Browning
Only I discern
Infinite passion, and the pain
Of finite hearts that yearn.
Only I discern
Infinite passion, and the pain
Of finite hearts that yearn.
O world as God has made it! All is beauty.
O world as God has made it! All is beauty.
This could but have happened once,
And we missed it, lost it forever.
This could but have happened once,
And we missed it, lost it forever.
That low man seeks a little thing to do,
Sees it and does it;
This high man, read more
That low man seeks a little thing to do,
Sees it and does it;
This high man, with a great thing to pursue,
Dies ere he knows it.
That low man goes on adding one to one,
His hundreds soon hit:
His high man, aiming at a million,
Misses an unit.
