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TO M. LE VAYER ON THE DEATH OF HIS SON, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Weep on le vayer, make thine eyes an urn
Last Line: And for these things we must for ever weep.
Alternate Author Name(s): Poquelin, Jean Baptiste
Subject(s): Death; Fathers & Sons; Loss; Dead, The


WEEP on Le Vayer, make thine eyes an urn,
Thou hast good reason for thine éxtreme woe,
Wisdom herself would let her tears o'er-flowe
If her own loss were such as thou dost mourn.
Vainly with idle precept the forlorn
Strive to behold dry-eyed their loved ones goe;
All Nature deems it but a heartless showe,
And eyes such crude barbarity with scorn.

Too well we knowe no weeping can make whole
The dear son whom too sudden Death did reap.
Not therefore doth the blowe less sharply smite:
All men revered him for his virtuous soul,
Large-hearted, lofty-minded, full of light,
And for these things we must for ever weep.





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