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There is a sleep we have not slept,Safe in a bed unknown:There hearts are staunched that long have weptAlone or bled alone:Sweet sleep that dreams not, or whose dreamIs foretaste of the truth:Sweet sleep whose sweets are what they seem,Refreshing…
It is over the horrible pain,All is over the struggle and doubt:She’s asleep though her friends stand and weep,She’s asleep while the multitudes shout:Not to wake to her anguish again,Not to wake until death is cast out. Stoop, look at…
My life is long—Not so the Angels sayWho watch me waste it, trembling whilst they weighAgainst eternity my lavished day. My life is long—Not so the Saints in peaceJudge, filled with plenitude that cannot cease:Oh life was short which bought…
First Version T’ amo e fra dolci affanniMy Lord, my Love ! in love’s unrestHow often have I said,”Blessed that John who on Thy breastReclined his head.”Thy touch it was, Love’s Pelican,Transformed him from above,And made him amongst men the…
O slain for love of me, canst Thou be cold, Be cold and far away in my distress? Is Thy love also changed, growing less and less,That carried me through all the days of old?O Slain for love of me,…
O unforgotten!How long ago? one spirit saith.As long as life even unto death,The passage of a poor frail breath. O unforgotten!An unforgotten load of love,A load of grief all griefs above,A blank blank nest without its dove. As long as…
ANGEL Bury thy dead, dear friend, Between the night and day:Where depths of summer shade are cool,And murmurs of a summer pool And windy murmurs stray:— SOUL Ah gone away, Ah dear and lost delight,Gone from me and for ever…
In the grave will be no space For the purple of the proud— They must mingle with the crowd: In the wrappings of a shroudJewels would be out of place.There no laughter shall be heard, Nor the heavy sound of…
When I am sick and tired it is God’s will: Also God’s will alone is sure and best:— So in my weariness I find my rest,And so in poverty I take my fill,Therefore I see my good in midst of…
Once I ached for thy dear sake;Wilt thou cause Me now to ache?Once I bled for thee in pain;Wilt thou pierce My Heart again? Crown of thorns and shameful tree,Bitter death I bore for thee,Gave up glory, broke My will,—And…