All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist;
Not its semblance, but itself; no beauty, nor good, nor power
Whose voice has gone forth, but each survives for the melodist
When eternity affirms the conception of an hour.
The high that proved too high, the heroic for earth too hard,
The passion that left the ground to lose itself in the sky,
Are music sent up to God by the lover and the bard;
Enough that he heard it once: we shall hear it by and by.
- from “Abt Vogler,” by Robert Browning
“All we have willed or hoped or dreamed of good shall exist; not its semblance, but itself…”
We keep dreaming; we keep hoping; we keep believing in the good. Always strive for the truth, for it is a beautiful truth; and live your days in accord with this goodness. Robert Browning indeed leads us into a simple, pure path to Heaven, right on Earth.
Robert Browning (1812-1889) is a well-known Victorian ...more