Help me please with One way of love by Robert Browning
full analysis
I.
All June I bound the rose in
sheaves.
Now, rose by rose, I strip the leaves
And
strew them where Pauline may pass.
She will not turn aside?
Alas!
Let them lie. Suppose they die?
The chance was
they might take her eye.
II.
How many a month I
strove to suit
These stubborn fingers to the
lute!
To-day I venture all I know.
She will not hear
my music? So!
Break the string; fold music's
wing:
Suppose Pauline had bade me
sing!
III.
My whole life long I learned to
love.
This hour my utmost art I prove
And speak my
passion---heaven or hell?
She will not give me heaven?'Tis
well!
Lose who may---I still can say,
Those who win
heaven, blest are they!
I need it today If possible or tomorrow ,I
have a presentaion
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