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George Willis Cooke, comp.  The Poets of Transcendentalism: An Anthology.  1903.
The Consolers
By Samuel Gray Ward (1817–1907)
CONSOLERS of the solitary hours
When I, a pilgrim, on a lonely shore
Sought help, and found none, save in those high powers
That then I prayed might never leave me more!
There was the blue, eternal sky above,        5
There was the ocean silent at my feet,
There was the universe—but nought to love;
The universe did its old tale repeat.
Then came ye to me, with your healing wings,
And said, “Thus bare and branchless must thou be,        10
Ere thou couldst feel the wind from heaven that springs.”
And now again fresh leaves do bud for me,—
Yet let me feel that still the spirit sings
In quiet song, coming from heaven free.

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