The Lesson Of Grief Poem by George Meredith
The Lesson Of Grief
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Not ere the bitter herb we taste,
Which ages thought of happy times,
To plant us in a weeping waste,
Rings with our fellows this one heart
Accordant chimes.
When I had shed my glad year's leaf,
I did believe I stood alone,
Till that great company of Grief
Taught me to know this craving heart
For not my own.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: grief
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