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Poem by Elizabeth Barrett-Browning


THANK God, bless God, all ye who suffer not
More grief than ye can weep for. That is well--
That is light grieving ! lighter, none befell
Since Adam forfeited the primal lot.
Tears ! what are tears ? The babe weeps in its cot,
The mother singing, at her marriage-bell
The bride weeps, and before the oracle
Of high-faned hills the poet has forgot
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 place

And touch but tombs,--look up I those tears will run
Soon in long rivers down the lifted face,
And leave the vision clear for stars and sun.

Elizabeth Barrett-Browning

Elizabeth Barrett-Browning's other poems:
  1. Sonnets from the Portuguese. 19. The soulТs Rialto hath its merchandize
  2. The House of Clouds
  3. Rosalind's Scroll
  4. Sonnets from the Portuguese. 34. With the same heart, I said, IТll answer thee
  5. Sonnets from the Portuguese. 16. And yet, because thou overcomest so

Poems of the other poets with the same name:

  • Edward Thomas Tears ("IT seems I have no tears left. They should have fallen")
  • John Cheney Tears ("Not in the time of pleasure")
  • Lizette Reese Tears ("WHEN I consider Life and its few years")

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