And so you found that poor room dull,
Dark, hardly to your taste, my dear?
Its features seemed unbeautiful:
But this I know, 'twas there, not here,
You plighted troth to me, the word
Which, ask that poor room how it heard.
And this rich room obtains your praise
Unqualified, so bright, so fair,
So all whereat perfection stays?
Ay, but remember here, not there,
The other word was spoken! Ask
This rich room how you dropped the mask!
Appearances
Robert Browning
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Poem topics: dark, remember, dear, perfection, bright, taste, poor, room, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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