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🌹Love Among the Ruins 🌹 Robert Browning | Musical Love Poem

Love Among the Ruins Robert Browning (1855) Where the quiet-coloured end of evening smiles, Miles and miles On the solitary pastures where our sheep Half-asleep Tinkle homeward thro’ the twilight, stray or stop As they crop— Was the site once of a city great and gay, (So they say) Of our country’s very capital, its prince Ages since Held his court in, gathered councils, wielding far Peace or war. Now—the country does not even boast a tree, As you see, To distinguish slopes of verdure, certain rills From the hills Intersect and give a name to, (else they run Into one). Where the domed and daring palace shot its spires Up like fires O’er the hundred-gated circuit of a wall Bounding all, Made of marble, men might march on nor be prest, Twelve abreast. And such plenty and perfection, see, of grass Never was! Such a carpet as, this summer-time, o’erspreads And embeds Every vestige of the city, guess’d alone, Stock or stone— Where a multitude of men breathed joy and woe Long ago; Lust of glory pricked their hearts up, dread of shame Struck them tame; And that glory and that shame alike, the gold Bought and sold. Now,—the single little turret that remains On the plains, By the caper overrooted, by the gourd Overscored, While the patching houseleek’s head of blossom winks Through the chinks— Marks the basement whence a tower in ancient time Sprang sublime, And a burning ring, all round, the chariots traced As they raced, And the monarch and his minions and his dames Viewed the games. And I know, while thus the quiet-coloured eve Smiles to leave To their folding, all our many-tinkling fleece In such peace, And the slopes and rills in undistinguished grey Melt away— That a girl with eager eyes and yellow hair Waits me there In the turret whence the charioteers caught soul For the goal, When the king looked, where she looks now, breathless, dumb Till I come. But he looked upon the city, every side, Far and wide, All the mountains topped with temples, all the glades’ Colonnades, All the causeys, bridges, aqueducts,—and then All the men! When I do come, she will speak not, she will stand, Either hand On my shoulder, give her eyes the first embrace Of my face, Ere we rush, ere we extinguish sight and speech Each on each. In one year they sent a million fighters forth South and North, And they built their gods a brazen pillar high As the sky, Yet reserved a thousand chariots in full force— Gold, of course. Oh heart! oh blood that freezes, blood that burns! Earth’s returns For whole centuries of folly, noise, and sin! Shut them in, With their triumphs and their glories and the rest! Love is best. Summary: The poem contrasts the grandeur of an ancient city—once full of power, wealth, war, and spectacle—with the quiet, humble beauty of the pastoral landscape that now covers its ruins. As the speaker reflects on the vanished civilization and its intense pursuit of glory, he turns to what endures: a waiting lover in a small turret. Their simple, intimate love outweighs all the noise, ambition, and achievements of the past. The poem ultimately asserts that love is more lasting and meaningful than worldly glory or historical grandeur. ✨ Poetic Vistas brings timeless poetry to life through music and visual storytelling. From beloved classics to hidden gems, each video pairs powerful verses with evocative soundscapes and inspirational animation — inviting you to see, hear, and feel poetry in a whole new way. 🎵 Experience the rhythm of language. 🎨 Explore new perspectives through motion and art. 📜 Rediscover the beauty of poetry, one vista at a time. Subscribe and journey with us through the landscapes of imagination and emotion. #ClassicPoetry #ModernPoetry #RomanticPoetry #SpokenWord #PoetryReading #PoetryShorts #ArtAndMusic #CinematicArt #EmotionalArt #LovePoetry #InspirationalPoetry #PoetryLovers #PoetryCommunity #CreativeAnimation #DigitalArt #MusicVideoArt #AestheticPoetry #PoetryVideo #TimelessPoems #ArtisticExpression