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Home Thoughts from Abroad

I.
oh, to be in England now that April’s there
And whoever wakes in England sees, some morning, unaware,
That the lowest boughs and the brushwood sheaf
Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf,
While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough
In...

Poet: Robert Browning
Bereaved of all, I went abroad —

Bereaved of all, I went abroad —

No less bereaved was I

Upon a New Peninsula —

The Grave preceded me —


Obtained my Lodgings, ere myself —

And when I sought my Bed —

The Grave it was reposed upon...

Poet:
It makes no difference abroad —

It makes no difference abroad —

The Seasons — fit — the same —

The Mornings blossom into Noons —

And split their Pods of Flame —


Wild flowers — kindle in the Woods —

The Brooks slam — all the Day —

...

Poet:
Of all the Sounds despatched abroad,

Of all the Sounds despatched abroad,

There's not a Charge to me

Like that old measure in the Boughs —

That phraseless Melody —

The Wind does — working like a Hand,

Whose fingers Comb the Sky —

Then quiver...

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