 | Poems and Dramas by "Fiona MacLeod" (William Sharp) |  |
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LOVE AND SORROW
Love said one morn to Sorrow
“Lend me your robe of grey,
And here is mine so gay:
Please borrow,
And each the other be until to-morrow.”
“Lend me your robe of grey,
And here is mine so gay:
Please borrow,
And each the other be until to-morrow.”
At morn they met and parted:
Each had her own again;
But each a new-felt pain;
Broken-hearted,
Love; and Sorrow, broken-hearted.
Each had her own again;
But each a new-felt pain;
Broken-hearted,
Love; and Sorrow, broken-hearted.
Love sighed “No more I'll borrow:
I'll never more be glad.”
... “Can Love be oh so sad,”
Sighed Sorrow:
And so they kissed and parted on that morrow.
I'll never more be glad.”
... “Can Love be oh so sad,”
Sighed Sorrow:
And so they kissed and parted on that morrow.
But when these lovers parted
God made them seem as one—
“For so My will is done
Among the broken-hearted,”
He said; “O ye who are broken-hearted.”
God made them seem as one—
“For so My will is done
Among the broken-hearted,”
He said; “O ye who are broken-hearted.”
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