1All's over, then: does truth sound bitter
2As one at first believes?
3Hark, 'tis the sparrows' good-night twitter
4About your cottage eaves!
5And the leaf-buds on the vine are woolly,
6I noticed that, today;
7One day more bursts them open fully
8—You know the red turns grey.
9Tomorrow we meet the same then, dearest?
10May I take your hand in mine?
11Mere friends are we,—well, friends the merest
12Keep much that I resign:
13For each glance of the eye so bright and black,
14Though I keep with heart's endeavor,—
15Your voice, when you wish the snowdrops back,
16Though it stay in my soul for ever!—
17Yet I will but say what mere friends say,
18Or only a thought stronger;
19I will hold your hand but as long as all may,
20Or so very little longer!
1All's over, then: does truth sound bitter
2As one at first believes?
3Hark, 'tis the sparrows' good-night twitter
4About your cottage eaves!
5And the leaf-buds on the vine are woolly,
6I noticed that, today;
7One day more bursts them open fully
8—You know the red turns grey.
9Tomorrow we meet the same then, dearest?
10May I take your hand in mine?
11Mere friends are we,—well, friends the merest
12Keep much that I resign:
13For each glance of the eye so bright and black,
14Though I keep with heart's endeavor,—
15Your voice, when you wish the snowdrops back,
16Though it stay in my soul for ever!—
17Yet I will but say what mere friends say,
18Or only a thought stronger;
19I will hold your hand but as long as all may,
20Or so very little longer!
All's over, then: does truth sound bitter
As one at first believes?
Hark, 'tis the sparrows' good-night twitter
About your cottage eaves!
And the leaf-buds on the vine are woolly,
I noticed that, today;
One day more bursts them open fully
—You know the red turns grey.
Tomorrow we meet the same then, dearest?
May I take your hand in mine?
Mere friends are we,—well, friends the merest
Keep much that I resign:
For each glance of the eye so bright and black,
Though I keep with heart's endeavor,—
Your voice, when you wish the snowdrops back,
Though it stay in my soul for ever!—
Yet I will but say what mere friends say,
Or only a thought stronger;
I will hold your hand but as long as all may,
Or so very little longer!
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A Brief Biography — Visit the Poetry Foundation's website to learn more about Robert Browning's life and career.
Dramatic Romances and Lyrics — Flip through a digitized copy of Browning's Dramatic Romances and Lyrics, in which "The Lost Mistress" was originally published.
The Poem Aloud — Listen to a reading of the poem.
Browning's Legacy — Read an essay celebrating the bicentenary of Browning's birth and learn how Browning continues to influence poetry today.
Browning's Influence — Read an article about Browning's influence on the Welsh poet Dylan Thomas—as discovered through Thomas's jottings on the back of an envelope. ("The Lost Mistress" was one of the poems that Thomas singled out!)