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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.
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