If Grief For Grief Can Touch Thee
Emily Bronte
If grief for grief can touch thee, If answering woe for woe, If any truth can melt thee Come to me now! I cannot be more lonely, More drear I cannot be! My worn heart beats so wildly 'Twill break for thee-- And when the world despises-- When Heaven repels my prayer-- Will not mine angel comfort? Mine idol hear? Yes, by the tears I'm poured, By all my hours of pain O I shall surely win thee, Beloved, again!
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