Maxioms by Robert Browning
What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
'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.
All June I bound the rose in sheaves,
Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves.
All June I bound the rose in sheaves,
Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves.
O world as God has made it! All is beauty.
O world as God has made it! All is beauty.
God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance,
Rests never on the track until it reach
Delinquency.
God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance,
Rests never on the track until it reach
Delinquency.
