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Tears

NK God, bless God, all ye who suffer

More grief than ye can weep for.

That is well—That is light grieving ! lighter, none

Since Adam forfeited the primal lot.

Tears ! what are tears ?

The babe weeps in its cot,

The mother singing, at her

The bride weeps, and before the

Of high-faned hills the poet has

Such moisture on his cheeks.

Thank God for grace,

Ye who weep only !

If, as some have done,

Ye grope tear-blinded in a desert

And touch but tombs,—look up I those tears will

Soon in long rivers down the lifted face,

And leave the vision clear for stars and sun

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Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Elizabeth Barrett Browning (née Moulton-Barrett, /ˈbraʊnɪŋ/; 6 March 1806 – 29 June 1861) was an English poet of the Victorian era, popular in B…
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