Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO L, by VICTOR MARIE HUGO


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First Line: All hope, child, is a reed
Last Line: Laves a soul.
Subject(s): Children - Lost; Graves; Heaven; Hope; Soul; Tombs; Tombstones; Paradise; Optimism


All hope, child, is a reed.
God weaves the hours in his loom;
About the fatal arms they speed—
The thread breaks, and our joy is doom.
The cradle's seed
Ripens, a tomb.

The future once bore flowers bright
For my startled soul to cull:
Flowers that gladdened dark with light;
Heaven, and the starglow; ocean, and the gull ...
But now the sight
Is dull.

If, near by, someone weeps who smiled,
Wonder not whence his dole.
Sweet is sorrow, sorrow mild
On whom Fate's heaving billows roll. ...
Every tear, child,
Laves a soul.





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