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Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Consolation

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 sepulchres 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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About the poet
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
 
By the same poet
Rosalind's Scroll
The Deserted Garden
Grief
Sonnets from the Portuguese (i)
Sonnets from the Portuguese (ii)
Sonnets from the Portuguese (iii)
Sonnets from the Portuguese (iv)
Sonnets from the Portuguese (v)
A Musical Instrument
 
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