After Soufriere
It is not grief or pain;
But like the even dropping of the rain
That thou are gone.
It is not like a grave
To weep upon;
But like the rise and falling of a wave
When the vessel's gone.
It is like the sudden void
When the city is destroyed,
Where the sun shone:
There is neither grief or pain,
But the wide waste come again.
But like the even dropping of the rain
That thou are gone.
It is not like a grave
To weep upon;
But like the rise and falling of a wave
When the vessel's gone.
It is like the sudden void
When the city is destroyed,
Where the sun shone:
There is neither grief or pain,
But the wide waste come again.
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