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CONSOLATION by STANLEY KILNER BOOTH

First Line: CONSOLATION. HOW VIBRANT THE WORD
Last Line: NOR THE MELODY UNHEARD.
Subject(s): CONSOLATION;
Consolation. How vibrant the word
And how endearing!
Yet, in the first days of our affliction,
It falls on the heart unhearing,
Or like far-distant music scarcely heard.

When the flames of grief have burned to ashes,
Then will only embers glow
In the stricken heart,
Until anguish becomes a thing apart
And we cease to know

The bitter pain of sorrow.
Then over the mind there flashes
A summons, a hope, a word
For the more courageous morrow,
And the consolation of friends
That seemed like distant music
Reverberates through our being
To cheer and make amends ...

For the heart is not unhearing,
Nor the melody unheard.



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