Poem by George Meredith

Angela Burdett-Coutts

Long with us, now she leaves us; she has rest
Beneath our sacred sod:
A woman vowed to Good, whom all attest,
The daylight gift of God. 

1. Mother to Babe
2. Modern Love. Sonnet 38. Give to Imagination
3. Modern Love. Sonnet 41. How Many a Thing which We Cast to the Ground
4. Modern Love. Sonnet 23. 'Tis Christmas Weather
5. Modern Love. Sonnet 16. In our Old Shipwrecked Days

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