<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420894" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Consolations in Bereavement</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death was full urgent with thee, Sister dear, <br>And startling in his speed;— <br>Brief pain, then languor till thy end came near— <br>Such was the path decreed, <br>The hurried road <br>To lead thy soul from earth to thine own God's<br>abode. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death wrought with thee, sweet maid, impatiently:— <br>Yet merciful the haste <br>That baffles sickness;—dearest, thou didst die, <br>Thou wast not made to taste <br>Death's bitterness, <br>Decline's slow-wasting charm, or fever's fierce<br>distress. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death came unheralded:—but it was well; <br>For so thy Saviour bore <br>Kind witness, thou wast meet at once to dwell <br>On His eternal shore; <br>All warning spared, <br>For none He gives where hearts are for prompt change<br>prepared. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death wrought in mystery; both complaint and cure <br>To human skill unknown:— <br>God put aside all means, to make us sure <br>It was His deed alone; <br>Lest we should lay <br>Reproach on our poor selves, that thou wast caught<br>away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death urged as scant of time:—lest, Sister dear, <br>We many a lingering day <br>Had sicken'd with alternate hope and fear, <br>The ague of delay; <br>Watching each spark <br>Of promise quench'd in turn, till all our sky was<br>dark. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Death came and went:—that so thy image might <br>Our yearning hearts possess, <br>Associate with all pleasant thoughts and bright, <br>With youth and loveliness; <br>Sorrow can claim, <br>Mary, nor lot nor part in thy soft soothing name. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joy of sad hearts, and light of downcast eyes! <br>Dearest thou art enshrined <br>In all thy fragrance in our memories; <br>For we must ever find <br>Bare thought of thee <br>Freshen this weary life, while weary life shall be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Henry+Newman">John Henry Newman</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420894" data-title="Consolations in Bereavement de John Henry Newman" data-description="Death was full urgent with thee, Sister dear, And startling in his speed;— Brief pain, then languor till thy end came near— Such was the path decreed, The hurried road To lead thy soul from earth to thine own God's abode. Death wrought ..."></div> </div> </div>

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