Excerpt from Selections From Robert Browning's Poetical Works Selections From Robert Browning. A Wall. I. O the old wall here! How I could passLife in a long Midsummer day, My feet confined to a plot of grass, My eyes from a wall not once away! II. And lush and lithe do the creepers clotheYon wall I watch, with a wealth of green: Its bald red bricks draped, nothing loth, In lappets of tangle they laugh between. III. Now, what is it makes pulsate the robe?Why tremb e the sprays? What life o'erbrimsThe body, - the house, no eye can probe, -Divined as, beneath a robe, the limbs? About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.