Poetry & Verse
The Laboratory (Ancien Regime)
By Robert BrowningSource: Robert Browning - PoetryDB (Public Domain)386 words
Now that I, tying thy glass mask tightly, May gaze through these faint smokes curling whitely, As thou pliest thy trade in this devil's-smithy-- Which...
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Now that I, tying thy glass mask tightly,
May gaze through these faint smokes curling whitely,
As thou pliest thy trade in this devil's-smithy--
Which is the poison to poison her, prithee?
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