Robert Browning
England
7 May 1812 // 12 Dec 1889
Poet, Playwright
7 May 1812 // 12 Dec 1889
Poet, Playwright
Oh their Rafael of the dear Madonnas,
Oh their Dante of the dread Inferno,
Wrote one song and in my brain I sing it;
Drew one angel borne, see, on my bosom!
Oh their Dante of the dread Inferno,
Wrote one song and in my brain I sing it;
Drew one angel borne, see, on my bosom!
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