Meredith is a prose Browning. So is Browning.

“When our eyes met, I felt that I was growing pale. A curious sensation of terro…”

“I should fancy that crime was to them what art is to us, simply a method of pro…”

“The weather is entrancing, but in my heart there is no sun.”

“I am covered with fine gold," said the Prince, "you must take it off, leaf by l…”