Consolation
Crying Where are ye, O my loved and loving?—
And tender voices, to make soft the wind:
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Consolation
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
An九九藏书网d make the daylight still a happy thing,
But if it were not so—if I could find
All are not taken; there are left behind
Can I suffice for Heaven and not for earth?
Goes bleating up the moors in weary dearth)
Nor 99lib.netany path but hollowly did ring
And if, before those sepulchres unmoving
I stood alone (as some forsaken lamb
Where dust to dust the love from life disjoind;
No love in all this world for comforting,
Living Belovèds, tender looks to bring