The Poetry Pages
Sorrow and Sadness (1)
How great my grief, my joys how few,
Since first it was my fate to know thee!
Have the slow years not brought to view
How great my grief, my joys how few,
-- Thomas Hardy. How Great My Grief.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.
-- George Gordon Byron. When We Two Parted.
- How Great My Grief
- Christian Tears
- What Art Thou, Life?
- O Sorrow, Cruel Fellowship
- O Sorrow, Wilt Thou Live With Me
- Sonnet to Sorrow
- A Tale Of Starvation
- When We Two Parted
- We Parted in Silence
- Other Friends Remain...
- Where Have All The Flowers Gone?
- Time Does Not Bring Relief
- Solitude
- Sorrow
- Sorrow (2)
- Weariness
- Fare Thee Well
- Farewell! If Ever Fondest Prayer
- The Deserted House
- The Deserted Village
- Let Her Go
- It Does Not Matter
- Suspiria
- The Peace of the Christian
