The best is yet to be. - Robert Browning

"Last night I saw you in my sleep:
And how your charm of face was changed!
I asked, 'Some love, some faith you keep?'
You answered, 'Faith gone, love estranged.'
Whereat I woke — - a twofold bliss:
Waking was one, but next there came
This other:"Though I felt, for this,
My heart break, I loved on the same.

O woman-country! wooed not wed,
Loved all the more by earth's male-lands,
Laid to their hearts instead.

There is no truer truth obtainable By Man than comes of music.