That night his brain was a-work; pacing the terrace of Casa Guidi, while from Felice church opposite came the clear voice of the cloistered ones, Chanting a chant made for mid-summer nights, he gave himself up to the excitement of re-creating the actors and re-enacting their deeds in his imagination: I fused my live soul and that inert stuff, Before attempting Smithcraft.
"Robert Browning"
Edward Dowden
Smithcraft did not soon begin.
"Robert Browning"
Edward Dowden