| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | XXIV. Bitter Sorrow One writes, that Other friends remain | | By Alfred, Lord Tennyson (18091892) |
| | From In Memoriam ONE writes, that Other friends remain, | |
| That Loss is common to the race | |
| And common is the commonplace, | |
| And vacant chaff well meant for grain. | |
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| That loss is common would not make | 5 |
| My own less bitter, rather more: | |
| Too common! Never morning wore | |
| To evening, but some heart did break
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