Love In A Life

by Robert Browning

1.

Room after room,
I hunt the house through
We inhabit together.
Heart, fear nothing, for, heart, thou shalt find her,
Next time, herself! -- not the trouble behind her
Left in the curtain, the couch's perfume!
As she brushed it, the cornice-wreath blossomed anew, --
Yon looking-glass gleamed at the wave of her feather.

2.

Yet the day wears,
And door succeeds door;
I try the fresh fortune --
Range the wide house from the wing to the centre.
Still the same chance! she goes out as I enter.
Spend my whole day in the quest, -- who cares?
But 'tis twilight, you see, -- with such suites to explore,
Such closets to search, such alcoves to importune!