Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE SISTERS, by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE


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First Line: I know not how to comfort thee
Last Line: Into its native peace.
Subject(s): Sisters


"I KNOW not how to comfort thee;
Yet dare not say, Weep on!
I know how little life is worth
When love is gone.

"The mighty with the weak contend;
The many with the few:
The hard and heavy hearts oppress
The tender and the true.

"Had he been capable of love,
His love had clung to thee;
He was too weak a thing to bear
That noble energy.

"Lift, lift your forehead from my lap,
And lay it on my breast:
I too have wept; but you I deemed
Still safe within your nest."

Her words were vain, but not her tears;
The Mourner raised her eyes,
Subdued by the atoning power
Of pitying sympathies:

Subdued at first, ere long consoled,
At last she ceased to moan;
For those who feel another's pain
Will soon forget their own.

O ye whom broken vows bereave,
Your vows to heaven restore:
O ye for blighted love who grieve,
Love deeper and love more!

The arrow cannot wound the air
Nor thunder rend the sea,
Nor injury long afflict the heart
That rests, O Love, in thee!

The winds may blow, the waves may swell;
But soon those tumults cease,
And the pure element subsides
Into its native peace.





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