I count life just a stuff to try the souls strength on. – Robert Browning
I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God. – Robert Browning

I count life just a stuff to try the souls strength on. – Robert Browning
I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God. – Robert Browning
He who hears music, feels his solitude peopled at once. – Robert Browning