And he gave himself up to another species of his art.

The women he now draws (some of which belong to the years during which he wrote dramas) are done separately, in dramatic lyrics as he called them, and in narrative and philosophical poems.

Some are touched only at moments of their lives, and we are to infer from the momentary action and feeling the whole of the woman.

Others are carefully and lovingly drawn from point to point in a variety of action, passion and circumstance.

In these we find Browning at his best in the drawing of women.