Grief by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud by William Wordsworth Against Lying by Isaac Watts Good-Night by Percy Bysshe Shelley A Fairy Song by William Shakespeare Count That Day Lost by George Eliot Work Without Hope by Samuel Coleridge Grief by Elizabeth Barrett Browning I've a Pain in my Head by Jane Austen Jealousy by Rupert Brooke Love and Friendship by Emily Bronte

I tell you hopeless grief is passionless,
That only men incredulous of despair,
Half-taught in anguish, through the midnight air
Beat upward to God's throne in loud access
Of shrieking and reproach. Full desertness
In souls, as countries, lieth silent-bare
Under the blanching, vertical eye-glare
Of the absolute heavens. Deep-hearted man, express
Grief for thy dead in silence like to death—
Most like a monumental statue set
In everlasting watch and moveless woe
Till itself crumble to the dust beneath.
Touch it; the marble eyelids are not wet;
If it could weep, it could arise and go.