| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | XXV. Bitter Remembrance
‘If I were dead’ | | By Coventry Patmore (1823–1896) |
| | | ‘IF I were dead, you’d sometimes say, Poor Child!’ | |
| The dear lips quiver’d as they spake, | |
| And the tears brake | |
| From eyes which, not to grieve me, brightly smiled. | |
| Poor Child, poor Child! | 5 |
| I seem to hear your laugh, your talk, your song. | |
| It is not true that Love will do no wrong. | |
| Poor Child! | |
| And did you think, when you so cried and smiled, | |
| How I, in lonely nights, should lie awake, | 10 |
| And of those words your full avengers make? | |
| Poor Child, poor Child! | |
| And now, unless it be | |
| That sweet amends thrice told are come to thee, | |
| O God, have Thou no mercy upon me! | 15 |
| Poor Child! | | | | |
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