Browning's Shorter Poems: Apparitions

Apparitions

(Prologue to "The Two Poets of Croisic.")
Such a starved bank of moss
  Till, that May-morn,
Blue ran the flash across:
  Violets were born!
Sky--what a scowl of cloud
  Till, near and far,
Ray on ray split the shroud:
  Splendid, a star!
World--how it walled about
  Life with disgrace,                                                        10
Till God's own smile came out:
  That was thy face!

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