journal={The Classical Review},
  pages={280 - 289}
  • Published 1 June 1891
  • Political Science
  • The Classical Review
P. 451. 'Some dolorous message hound [knit] beneath [below].' But Browning fares little better : P. 450. ' It is the echo of time, [;] and he whose heart Beat first beneath a human breast [heart], whose speech Was copied from a human tongue can never Recall whan he was living, and [yet] knew not this.' P . 452. ' The whole heaven [sky] grew his targe, With the Sun's [sun's] self for visible boss, While an arm [Arm] ran across, Which the earth heaved beneath like a breast Where the wretch was…