Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TRANQUIL HABIT, by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER

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First Line: Dear tranquil habit, with her silent hands
Last Line: Dear tranquil habit, thy consoling touch!
Subject(s): Loss

Dear tranquil Habit, with her silent hands,
Doth heal our deepest wounds from day to day
With cooling, soothing oil, and firmly lay
Around the broken heart her gentle bands.

Her nursing is as clam as Nature's care;
She doth not weep with us; yet none the less
Her quiet fingers weave forgetfulness, --
We fall asleep in peace when she is there.

Upon the mirror of the mind her breath
Is like a cloud, to hide the fading trace
Of that dear smile, of that remembered face,
Whose presence were the joy and pang of death.

And he who clings to sorrow overmuch,
Weeping for withered grief, has cause to bless,
More than all cries of pity and distress, --
Dear tranquil Habit, thy consoling touch!

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