Frederick Philip Grove
THE DIRGE
(IM 15, 1-33)

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© August 2007

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X. How much more..."[5] by Frederick Philip Grove How much more easy were it could we but Accept all things encrusted in belief! Then could like others we, with eyes half shut, Welcome pain, suffering, loss, distress, and grief. If we could see this life as but a bridge That spans the gulf from nothingness to all-- Or as a valley whence to scale the ridge Where glory sits enthroned and gives its call! Death were a portal then through which we pass From one life to another, not to die, But to behold what now as in a glass We dimly see reflected eye to eye. Alas that such a creed cannot be ours! We doubt and sorrow, groping with blind heart For some such thought as that these budding flowers May symbolise that which thou wert and art. In Memoriam 15/10