Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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[We faulter on with heavy hearts that bleed]
We faulter on with heavy hearts that bleed,And souls that ache with quenchless longings vain,
To be set free from many an earth-twined chain,
Yet trust the mirage—cling unto the reed,
And nobly shall these serve us at our need!—
What matters it so we can trust again,
And be again deceived?—still grief and pain
It must be to feel all that seemed indeed—
Substantial, present, real, actual, true,
Is past and perished—to be no more found!—
Gone, vanished like a quivering drop of dew,
A cloud—a breath of air—a little sound—
No matter—so we find delusions new,
To which our Hearts and Souls may yet be bound!
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