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Andrew Macphail, comp.  The Book of Sorrow.  1916.
XXIV. Bitter Sorrow
To Le Vayer, on the Death of his Son
By Henry Austin Dobson (1840–1921)
(After Molière)

LET thy tears flow, Le Vayer, let them flow:—
None of scant cause thy sorrowing can accuse,
Since, losing that which thou for aye dost lose,
E’en the most wise might find a ground for woe.
Vainly we strive with precepts to forgo        5
The drops of pity that are Pity’s dues;
And Nature’s self, indignant, doth refuse
To count for fortitude that heartless show.
No grief, alas! can now bring back again
The son too dear, by Death untimely ta’en;        10
Yet, not the less, his loss is hard to bear,
Graced as he was by all the world reveres,
Large heart, keen wit, a lofty soul and rare,—
—Surely these claim immitigable tears!

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