Poem by Eleanor Farjeon

Sonnets. 10. What is this anguish then that always stands

What is this anguish then that always stands
Mingled in love, if love be love’s sole end?
O it is life still gasping his commands
And crying love therein to stand his friend.
Life drives us all whether we love or no,
We are life’s purpose, he much less is ours,
And we like panting beasts in harness go
While his fierce needs make torments of our powers.

Only when love across the heavy fields
Divinely treads to labour with the clods,
He breaks the goad that life is glad to yield,
And lifts the yoke that bowed us to the sods:
Upstanding, we behold a God revealed,
And serve life’s purpose not like beasts but gods.

1. Sonnets. 12. I hear love answer: Since within the mesh
2. Sonnets. 8. Wilt thou put seals on love because men say
3. For Joan
4. Sonnets. 6. Certain among Us Walk in Loneliness
5. Sonnets. 14. Now I have love again and life again

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