I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.
Robert BrowningI trust in Nature for the stable laws Of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant And Autumn garner to the end of time. I trust in God,-the right shall be the right And other than the wrong, while he endures. I trust in my own soul, that can perceive The outward and the inward,-Nature's good And God's.
Robert Browning