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CONSOLATION
Sighing and grief are all my portion now,
Sighing and grief:
But thou art somewhere smiling: thou,
Like a frail leaf,
Sighing and grief:
But thou art somewhere smiling: thou,
Like a frail leaf,
By winter's mercy spared a little yet,
Canst put aside
The coming shadow: happy to forget,
How thy companion died.
Canst put aside
The coming shadow: happy to forget,
How thy companion died.
1883.
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