(6 March 1806 – 29 June 1861 / Durham / England)

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Consolation

All are not taken; there are left behind
Living Belovèds, 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?'

Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002


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  • Jona Polo-Ramirez (1/3/2007 9:41:00 AM)

    I have read Elizabeth Barret Browning's poetry since I was young. This is one of her many poetry that I'll always love.
    A great comfort to those who feel alone. Having a strong faith in Him above has always been a strong support for my survival in this earthly world, where even to care and love someone is a struggle. Nothing really comes easy in life except to have a strong faith in our destiny after death.We just have to be what we are - as caring people - and do our best the way we can. Someone up there will take care of the rest. I strongly believe in this.

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