A burly farmer appears, and the grave senior puts his head up to answer, and expresses his sorrow that the principal is so occupied.

" She had sorrow enough, but none to waste on Essy.

His great sorrow made him humble to Mrs. Gale so that he allowed her to sustain him with food and drink.

I laid some hay on the creaking sorrow of a bed, and endeavoured to bend to safety the wilderness of torn and rusty wire.

A lily hand, in parting's silent woe, Gave thee to me in morning's twilight shade; Instead of blood, I saw thee first be-dewed With sorrow's tear-pearls flowing o'er thy blade.

Since youth, on hearing them, for glory burns, The wordless sorrow comfort in them sees, And careless joy to wistful musing turns.

Hour of parting, hour of meeting They know not,nor grief, nor rest Theirs no longing for the future, Theirs no sorrow for the past.

THE PRAYER When faints the heart for sorrow, In life's hard, darkened hour, My spirit breathes a wondrous prayer Full of love's inward power.

HEAVEN AND THE STARS Brilliant heavens of evening, Distant stars clearly shining, Bright as the rapture of childhood, O why dare I send you nevermore greeting Stars, who are shining as clear as my joy? What is thy sorrow? Mortals make question.

This is my sorrow; The heavens and the stars areheaven and stars ever, I am alas!

It will come back to shore with redness of the morrow; O don't believe in me when in the trance of sorrow I swear I am no longer true to thee!

I fain my mother would console, sad for her daughter grieving would my brothers twain behold, who for their sister sorrow!" "O do not yearn, thou wretched child, for those thou lovest, ever!

Die thenno sad falling tear will recall thee, Fast will the roof of thy pine coffin wall thee, Heavy the earth falls upon the sad hearted Only one more from humanity parted; One whose home-going no fond heart is tearing One for whom no soul will sorrow despairing!

Dies in silent distance Sleighbell clangor strong, And the careless, merry, Sorrow-troubling song.

His approaching, sorrow follows On his coming, follows need, On his greeting, follows sickness, On his hand-shake Death succeeds!

And throughout these days of my sorrow and toil, Through these nights of my loneliness, darkness and rain Stars wondrous and radiant, I give back to you, Your ethereal fancies again!

Sorrow without relief.

Tender sorrow for loss of a soft murmured word, Tender measure of doubt in a faint, aching heart, Tender listening for wind-songs in the tree heights heard When you and I were of the dusks a part, Are with me yet.

RHAPSODY I am glad daylong for the gift of song, For time and change and sorrow; For the sunset wings and the world-end things Which hang on the edge of to-morrow.

What merely living clod, what captive thing, Could up toward God through all its darkness grope, And find within its deadened heart to sing These songs of sorrow, love and faith, and hope?

Sorrow songs have lulled to rest; Seething passions wrought through wrongs, Led us where the moon rays dip In the night of dull despair, Showed us where the star gleams shine, And the mystic symbols glow Liberty!

Day dawned, and soon the mixed crowds came to view The ghastly body swaying in the sun: The women thronged to look, but never a one Showed sorrow in her eyes of steely blue; And little lads, lynchers that were to be, Danced round the dreadful thing in fiendish glee.

Only a few days later the news of his nephew's death reached him, and he wrote his widow, "To you who so well know the affectionate regard I had for our departed friend, it is unnecessary to describe the sorrow with which I was afflicted at the news of his death."

Custis would express "sorrow and repentance" and do no better.

From the rude frontier in 1756 he wrote, "The supplicating tears of the women,... melt me into such deadly sorrow, that I solemnly declare, if I know my own mind, I could offer myself a willing sacrifice to the butchering enemy, provided that would contribute to the people's ease."