Ralph Augustus Benson, Once a Week, Series 1, Volume II…
“ To seek it? ay, to win,— Whom now (O pain all pain above!) To think of is to sin. He turns away, too stern for tears, With haggard looks and wan, A simple boy, it seems, in years, In grief an agèd man. Long life may yet be his, to give The wreck of faith full scope, Long years of suffering to live And nurse the widow’d hope ”
