
Addressing a beloved, the speaker says love would enable feats of courage and accomplishments in languages, painting, and music despite fear and unsuccessful practice. Yet that fierce love has neither quickened his pulse nor held his interest.
By Robert Browning · Genre: Love Poetry, Dramatic Monologue · 360 words
Oh, but is it not hard, Dear? / Mine are the nerves to quake at a mouse: / If a spider drops I shrink with fear: / I should die outright in a haunted house; / While for you -- did the danger dared bring help -- / From a lion's den I could steal his whelp, / With a serpent round me, stand stock-still, / Go sleep in a churchyard, -- so would will / Give me the power to dare and do / Valiantly -- just for you!
unrequited love · devotion · courage · artistic ambition
Mary Wollstonecraft and Fuseli is listed on Textopian as a poem by Robert Browning, dated Date unknown.
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