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CONSOLATIN TO M. DU PERIER, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: And must thy grief, du perier, knowe no end?
Last Line: Can lead us unto peace.
Subject(s): Death - Children; Grief; Death - Babies; Sorrow; Sadness


AND must thy grief, Du Périer, knowe no end?
And the sad counselling
Brought to thee fatherlike by thyne old friend
But make more sharp its sting?

The sorrowe of thy daughter borne awaye
By Death that comes to all,
Is it a maze wherein thy mind doth straye,
There lost beyond recall?

I knowe what winning wayes, deare child, were hers,
Nor ever would I stem
In churlish wise, the falling of thy teares
By misbeholding them.

But of this world she was where things most glad
Have ever hardest doom;
And as a rose she lived a daye who had
A rose's lovely bloom.

And had she lived as thou didst pray she mighte,
Laden with yeares to wane
At last with all her gold hair turned to white,
What then had been her gaine?

Deemst thou that Paradise, an she were old,
For her had shone more faire,
Or lighter laine on her the chillye mould
Or worms that burrowe there?

No, no, deare friend! for Fate drives instantlye
The soul from out its ark:
Age, in that setting forth leaves not the quay
To followe the dim barque.

Fate's most unfeeling fingers ply the sheares.
Vainly on her we call;
Sternly to all our cries she stops her eares,
And will not heed at all.

The frugal hind that under thatch doth dwell
Obeys her summoning;
And at the Palace gate the sentinel
Saves not our Lord the Kynge.

All murmurs 'gainst her, all despair or wrath
Will bring us no release;
To yield unto God's will is the one path
Can lead us unto peace.





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