IN SORROW.
MY GRIEFS!
I have a grief against the radiant day,
In that it fails to shine
On those dear eyes of mine
That used to greet its coming. Day by day
They lie, close shut in shadows cold and gray.
In that it fails to shine
On those dear eyes of mine
That used to greet its coming. Day by day
They lie, close shut in shadows cold and gray.
I have a grief against the silent night,
In that it fails to rest
Close folded on its breast
The little feet I love, whose echo light
Made all the dreams that filled my future bright.
In that it fails to rest
Close folded on its breast
The little feet I love, whose echo light
Made all the dreams that filled my future bright.
I have a grief against the smiling earth,
Because within its round
My little hearts have found
But wee, wee-graves; while I, who gave them birth,
Stand lonely, weeping by my darkened hearth.
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Because within its round
My little hearts have found
But wee, wee-graves; while I, who gave them birth,
Stand lonely, weeping by my darkened hearth.
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