In Memoriam A.H.H by Alfred, Lord Tennyson

My dear friend Asta left town today, and I was so sad about it that I looked up some poetry for comfort and found the sweet and soulful lines of ‘In Memoriam A.H.H’, originally titled “The Way of the Soul” by Tennyson.

I didn’t get to read through it all, since I decided to bury my tearfulness into the comforting chest of my Dearest Beloved instead, but thought it would be a beautiful subject to post about, and a tip of the hat to my lovely friend who – while never far from my heart and only ever a sea away, is dearly missed.

I hold it true, whate’er befall;
I feel it when I sorrow most;
‘Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

Who trusted God was love indeed
And love Creation’s final law
Tho’ Nature, red in tooth and claw
With ravine, shriek’d against his creed
So runs my dream, but what am I?
An infant crying in the night
An infant crying for the light
And with no language but a cry.

The full text can be read HERE, at one of my all time favourite sites:

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