Never the time and the place And the loved one all together! - Robert Browning

Glad was I when I reached the other bank.
Now for a better country. Vain presage!
Who were the strugglers, what war did they wage,
Whose savage trample thus could pad the dank
soil to a plash? Toads in a poisoned tank
Or wild cats in a red-hot iron cage-

And I have written three books on the soul,
Proving absurd all written hitherto,
And putting us to ignorance again.

A minute's success pays the failure of years.