Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, INFELIX, by MARGARET ELIZABETH MUNSON SANGSTER


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INFELIX, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Who, gazing on thy cradle sleep
Last Line: And thine own mother comfort thee.
Alternate Author Name(s): Van Deth, Gerrit, Mrs.
Subject(s): Angels; Babies; Comfort; Mothers; Infants


WHO, gazing on thy cradle sleep
In far sweet days let down from heaven
(Such days there be to mothers given),
Had thought of shadows gathering deep,

Or caught upon the baby brow
One faintest sign of furrowing scar,
One presage of the lurid star
That overarcs thy pathway now.

Not love itself had power to rend
The future's kind opaque away,
Not love itself had power to stay
A single dart that fate should send.

Perchance thine angel watching knew,
And veiled his face, and hushed his song
One moment in the radiant throng,
Ah, God! what could an angel do,

Seeing in sinister outline
The portent of that baleful dross
That sum of grief and shame and loss,
Which only angels could divine?

Yet, even as infelix I write,
A mighty wave blots out the word,
No human cry but God hath heard!
No dark but melts in heaven's light!

And in great ages yet to be,
The sorrowful tale forever told,
Thy God Himself His lost shall fold,
And thine own mother comfort thee.





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