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And my faith is torn to a thousand scraps And my heart feels ice while my words breathe flame. DearI look from my hiding-place. Are you still so fair? Have you still the eyes? Be happy ehermitsearchedallhis woundsandappliedgoodsalvesmbt exercise shoes! Add but the other grace Be good jordan shop where thebookhadfallen! Why want what the angels vaunt? I knew you once: but in Paradise If we meetI will pass nor turn my face. I think the saddest thing in this poem is its last stanza; for we feeldo we not? that _now_ she is having her first opportunity to be both happy and good--free from the intolerable magnanimity of this husband. And so by making a male utterance too "noble Browning has almost redressed the balance. The tear had been too frequently assigned to woman; exultation too often had sounded from man. We have seen that many of the feminine tears" were supererogatory; and nowin this chapter of the Woman Wonwe see that she can tap the source of those salt drops in man. But not in _James Lee's Wife_ is the top-note of magnanimity more strained than in _The Worst of It_. Moral gymnastics should not be practised at the expense of others. No one knew that better than Browningbut too often he allowed his subtle intellect to confute his warmwise heart--too often he fell to the lure of "situ |
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