| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | I. Serenity As sometimes in a dead mans face | | By Alfred, Lord Tennyson (18091892) |
| | From In Memoriam AS sometimes in a dead mans face, | |
| To those that watch it more and more, | |
| A likeness, hardly seen before, | |
| Comes outto some one of his race: | |
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| So, dearest, now thy brows are cold, | 5 |
| I see thee what thou art, and know | |
| Thy likeness to the wise below, | |
| Thy kindred with the great of old. | |
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| But there is more than I can see, | |
| And what I see I leave unsaid, | 10 |
| Nor speak it, knowing Death has made | |
| His darkness beautiful with thee. | | | | |
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