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... S On being introduced to RobertBrowni,,g. I knew thee fist, as one may kWr the fame Of some apostle-as a man may know The mid-day sun, far shining o'er the snow. I hail'd thee chief of ringers. I became Vassal of thine, and warmed me at the flame Of thy pure thought-my spirit all a-glow With dreams of peace, and pomp, and lyrfc show, And all the splendours, Browning ! of thy name. I But now a ...