| Higginson and Bigelow, comps. American Sonnets. 1891. | | | | “I will not wish all grief and loss and fears” | | By Lilla (Cabot) Perry |
| | | I WILL not wish all grief and loss and fears | |
| Should leave my life and let my heart go free; | |
| For then true love could never come to me,— | |
| That deepest love that has its birth in tears, | |
| And never unto laughing eyes appears, | 5 |
| But only rises from grief’s boundless sea, | |
| As, where black night and ocean blended be, | |
| Sudden the moon its tranquil splendor rears. | |
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| Though rough the waters, golden is the way | |
| That guides to it my weary heart and eyes; | 10 |
| And a soft whisper through the night wind sighs, | |
| “They know me not who see me but by day; | |
| Love’s moon shines brightest from the darkest skies; | |
| Its golden path across grief’s ocean lies!” | | | | |
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