Versos English Robert Browning Xxiii

English poem

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"So, Father, behold me in sanity! I 'm back to the palette and mahlstick: And as for Man--let each and all stick To what was prescribed them at starting! Once planted as fools--no departing From folly one inch, sæculorum In sæcula! Pass me the jorum, And push me the platter--my stomach Retains, through its fasting, still some ache-- And then, with your kind Benedicite, Good-by!"