Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.
VII. Loves PowerLove: Such a starved bank of moss
Robert Browning (18121889)S
Till, that May morn,
Blue ran the flash across:
Violets were born!
Till, near and far,
Ray on ray split the shroud:
Splendid, a star!
Life with disgrace
Till God’s own smile came out;
That was thy face!