Saturday, March 28

Elizabeth Barret Browning

Consolation By Elizabeth Barrett Browning ALL are not taken; there are left behind ............Living Beloveds, tender looks to bring ............And make the daylight still a happy thing, And tender voices, to make soft the wind: But if it were not so--if I could find ............No love in all this world for comforting, ............Nor any path but hollowly did ring Where 'dust to dust' the love from life disjoin'd; And if, before those sepulchers unmoving ............I stood alone (as some forsaken lamb Goes bleating up the moors in weary dearth) Crying 'Where are ye, O my loved and loving?'-- ............I know a voice would sound, 'Daughter, I AM. Can I suffice for Heaven and not for earth?'

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