In Memoriam A.H.H.
cannot love thee as I ought,
For love reflects the thing beloved;
My words are only words, and moved
the topmost froth of thought.
blame not thou thy plaintive song,’
The Spirit of true love replied;
‘Thou canst not move me from thy side,
human frailty do me wrong.
keeps a spirit wholly true
To that ideal which he bears?
What record? not the sinless years
breathed beneath the Syrian blue:
fret not, like an idle girl,
That life is dash’d with flecks of sin.
Abide: thy wealth is gather’d in,
Time hath sunder’d shell from pearl.’
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