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Edgar Guest - Sympathy
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One came to the house with a pretty speech:
      "It`s all for the best," said he,
    And I know that he sought my heart to reach,
      And I know that he grieved with me.

    But I was too full of my sorrow then
      To list to his words or care;
    Though I`ve tried I cannot recall again
      The comfort he gave me there.

    But another came, and his lips were dumb
      As he grasped me by the hand,
    And he stammered: "Old man, I had to come,
      Oh, I hope you`ll understand."

    And ever since then I have felt his hand
      Clasped tightly in my own,
    And to-day his silence I understand--
      My sorrowing he had known.
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