Parading

In a rapture of rage, for perfection’s endowment,

Thought and feeling and soul and sense—
Thought and feeling and soul and sense—
Merged in a moment which gives me at last —Robert Browning
Merged in a moment which gives me at last
—Robert Browning

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2 responses to “In a rapture of rage, for perfection’s endowment,”

  1. Out of this same light, out of the central mind,
    We make a dwelling in the evening air,
    In which being there together is enough.
    —Wallace Stevens

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