Not Thou But I

Philip Bourke Marston

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1850 to 1887

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It must have been for one of us, my own,
To drink this cup and eat this bitter bread.
Did not walk now, thy spirit would have known
Thou hadst the peace and I the undying pain.
My loneliness; and did my feet not tread
Had not my tears upon thy face been shed,
Thy tears had dropped on mine; if I alone
To think of thine eternity of sleep;
For mine, and thy mouth had for mine made moan:
To know thine eyes are tearless though mine weep:
One thought shall still its primal sweetness keep, —
And when this cup's last bitterness I drain,
This weary path and steep, thy feet had bled
And so it comforts me, yea, not in vain.

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