Lyric Poem · Love
Epilogue to "Asolando"
1At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time,
2 When you set your fancies free,
3Will they pass to where — by death, fools think, imprisoned —
4Low he lies who once so loved you whom you loved so,
5 — Pity me?
6Oh to love so, be so loved, yet so mistaken!
7 What had I on earth to do
8With the slothful, with the mawkish, the unmanly?
9Like the aimless, helpless, hopeless, did I drivel
10 — Being — who?
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“Epilogue to "Asolando"” by Robert Browning — quilloak.com/poems/epilogue-to-asolando
Quick facts
- Poem
- Epilogue to "Asolando"
- Poet
- Robert Browning
- Length
- 20 lines
- Form
- Lyric Poem
- Themes
- Love, Dreams & Sleep, Death & Loss
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- Shape
- 20 lines · 4 quintains
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- Author record
- Robert Browning1812–1889
- Source record
- PoetryDBEpilogue to "Asolando" by robert-browning, PoetryDB transcription
- Display decision
- Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
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- Not recorded in the imported source
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- Editorial handling
- Whitespace and stanza breaks normalized for web display; no material wording change recorded.
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