Consolation
1806-1861
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?'
DayPoems Poem No. 632
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/632.html">Consolation by Elizabeth Barrett Browning</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
Timothy Bovee, editor
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