Touch

Just when we are safest , there's a sunset-touch ,
A fancy from a flower-bell , some one's death ,
A chours-ending from Euripides,-
And That's enough for fifty hopes & fears
As , old and new at once as Nature's self ,
To rap and knock and enter in our soul .

Robert Browing

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Muff Diving Co. No Muff To Tough!