Your Abolished Sorrows, Poem by Auguste Angellier

Poem by Auguste Angellier Collection To the Lost FriendThemes LovePeriod 19th century

Go! you will triumph, O noble beloved!
Over that sacred love that makes your soul bleed
It inevitably flows out and a balm trickles
By which you will be healed and perfumed!

Your children will grow, alas! between us two:
Their life, like a wall turned toward the sun,
Whose blossomed buds make a crimson curtain,
Will rise, hiding my shadowy fate from you;

You will dream, less and less, that my thought
Dies on the other side, a flower wounded in the shade;
In your heart slowly you will become alone again;

And this flowering, with which a grandmother’s soul
Is filled at the first confused words of a grandson,
Will cover forever your abolished sorrows.

Auguste Angellier

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