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Poems— Volume 3
Contents:
The Lesson of Grief
Not ere the bitter herb we taste,
Which ages thought of happy times,
To plant us in a weeping waste,
Rings with our fellows this one heart
Accordant chimes.
When I had shed my glad year’s leaf,
I did believe I stood alone,
Till that great company of Grief
Taught me to know this craving heart
For not my own.
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Chicago:
George Meredith, "The Lesson of Grief," Poems— Volume 3, ed. Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902 and trans. Seaton, R. C. in Poems—Volume 3 (New York: George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892), Original Sources, accessed July 2, 2025, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=4BQAHXUXX1KHJU9.
MLA:
Meredith, George. "The Lesson of Grief." Poems— Volume 3, edited by Sutherland, Alexander, 1853-1902, and translated by Seaton, R. C., in Poems—Volume 3, New York, George E. Wood, ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Original Sources. 2 Jul. 2025. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=4BQAHXUXX1KHJU9.
Harvard:
Meredith, G, 'The Lesson of Grief' in Poems— Volume 3, ed. and trans. . cited in ""Death-bed"" edition, 1892, Poems—Volume 3, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 2 July 2025, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=4BQAHXUXX1KHJU9.
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