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At Hengwrt: April 5, 1904
(In Memory of Frances Power Cobbe.)
More dark than night lifts up the cypress tower
That guards the home where Courage lies asleep,
The winds are loud on Cader Idris steep,
The tide comes sobbing up thro' sleet and shower,
And all the birds in Hengwrt's leafy bower
Have ceased their singing: hark! how sad the sheep
Cry from the marshes, while the curlews keep
With human wail memorial of this hour.
That guards the home where Courage lies asleep,
The winds are loud on Cader Idris steep,
The tide comes sobbing up thro' sleet and shower,
And all the birds in Hengwrt's leafy bower
Have ceased their singing: hark! how sad the sheep
Cry from the marshes, while the curlews keep
With human wail memorial of this hour.
Great-hearted soul, that ever sought the light
And kept th' unbroken bond of sisterhood
With all that feels and all that suffers pain,
Lie in calm peace beyond the noise of fight
Beside your friend above the Mawddach flood,
For us who mourn Love's battle must remain.
And kept th' unbroken bond of sisterhood
With all that feels and all that suffers pain,
Lie in calm peace beyond the noise of fight
Beside your friend above the Mawddach flood,
For us who mourn Love's battle must remain.
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