| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895. |
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| | | Richard Chenebix Trench (1807–86) |
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| ALL beautiful things bring sadness, nor alone | |
| Music, whereof that wisest poet spake; | |
| Because in us keen longings they awake | |
| After the good for which we pine and groan, | |
| From which exil’d we make continual moan, | 5 |
| Till once again we may our spirits slake | |
| At those clear streams, which man did first forsake, | |
| When he would dig for fountains of his own. | |
| All beauty makes us sad, yet not in vain: | |
| For who would be ungracious to refuse, | 10 |
| Or not to use, this sadness without pain, | |
| Whether it flows upon us from the hues | |
| Of sunset, from the time of stars and dews, | |
| From the clear sky, or waters pure of stain? | |
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