By the Fireside

By the Fireside by Robert Browning

Watching his wife Leonor by the fire, a speaker recalls their November walk to a chapel in an Italian Alpine gorge, where her response dissolved the barrier between them. He finds their later life richer than youth, imagines their companionship continuing in heaven, and plans to return to these memories in future autumn evenings.

By Robert Browning · Genre: Love Poetry, Lyric Poetry, Philosophical Poetry · 2,849 words

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How well I know what I mean to do / When the long dark autumn evenings come; / And where, my soul, is thy pleasant hue? / With the music of all thy voices, dumb / In life's November too!

I shall be found by the fire, suppose, / O'er a great wise book as beseemeth age, / While the shutters flap as the cross-wind blows, / And I turn the page, and I turn the page, / Not verse now, only prose!

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marital love · memory · aging · autumn · Italian Alps · spiritual companionship

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