Poems (Browning)/Life's Vicissitudes

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Thoughts of You
Life's Vicissitudes
In some far recess of the heartFond Contemplation holds apart,Ambition moves as though it wereA dream ship of the heart's desire;And through the tempest of our moods,The ship brings life's vicissitudes.The cargo is each homely traitOf love and scorn and trust and hate,The noble always with the base;Yet we can sense no equal grace,We ever are too blind to seeOur promised immortality.