Robert Browning

All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower.

All will be gay when noontide wakes anew
The buttercups, the little children's dower.

'Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do.

'Tis not what man Does which exalts him, but what man Would do.

What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.

What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.

A face to lose youth for, to occupy age
With the dream of, meet death with.

A face to lose youth for, to occupy age
With the dream of, meet death with.

What? Was man made a wheel-work to wind up,
And be discharged, and straight wound up anew?
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What? Was man made a wheel-work to wind up,
And be discharged, and straight wound up anew?
No! grown, his growth lasts; taught, he ne'er forgets;
May learn a thousand things, not twice the same.