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Love's Defeat Post by :madonnafra Category :Poems Author :George Parsons Lathrop Date :July 2011 Read :2439

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Love's Defeat

A thousand times I would have hoped,
A thousand times protested;
But still, as through the night I groped,
My torch from me was wrested,
and wrested.

How often with a succoring cup
Unto the hurt I hasted!
The wounded died ere I came up;
My cup was still untasted,--
Untasted.

Of darkness, wounds, and harsh disdain
Endured, I ne'er repented.
'T is not of these I would complain:
With these I were contented,--
Contented.

Here lies the misery, to feel
No work of love completed;
In prayerless passion still to kneel,
And mourn, and cry: "Defeated
Defeated!"


(The end)
George Parsons Lathrop's poem: Love's Defeat

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