Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume III. Sorrow and Consolation. 1904. | | | | VI. Consolation | | Comfort | | Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806–1861) |
| | | SPEAK low to me, my Saviour, low and sweet | |
| From out the hallelujahs, sweet and low, | |
| Lest I should fear and fall, and miss thee so | |
| Who art not missed by any that entreat. | |
| Speak to me as Mary at thy feet— | 5 |
| And if no precious gums my hands bestow, | |
| Let my tears drop like amber, while I go | |
| In reach of thy divinest voice complete | |
| In humanest affection—thus in sooth, | |
| To lose the sense of losing! As a child | 10 |
| Whose song-bird seeks the woods forevermore, | |
| Is sung to instead by mother’s mouth; | |
| Till, sinking on her breast, love-reconciled, | |
| He sleeps the faster that he wept before. | | | | |
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