Robert Browning

England
7 May 1812 // 12 Dec 1889
Poet, Playwright

Stand still, true poet that you are!
I know you; let me try and draw you.
Some night you'll fail us: when afar
You rise, remember one man saw you,
Knew you, and named a star!

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