Speculative, by Robert Browning

Speculative

OTHERS may need new life in Heaven--
Man, Nature, Art--made new, assume!
Man with new mind old senses to leaven,
Nature--new light to clear old gloom,
Art that breaks bounds, gets soaring-room.   I shall pray: "Fugitive as precious--
Minutes which passed, --return, remain!
Let earth's old life once more enmesh us,
You with old pleasure, me--old pain,
So we but meet nor part again!"

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