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Wilfrid Scawen Blunt - A Woman’s Sonnets: VI
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What have I lost? The faith I had that Right
 Must surely prove itself than Ill more strong.
 For see how little my poor prayers had might
 To save me, at the trial`s pinch, from wrong.
 What have I lost? The truth of my proud eyes
 Scorning deceit. Behold me here to--day
 Leading a double life, at shifts with lies,
 And trembling lest each shadow should betray.
 No longer with my lost ones may I mourn,
 Who came to me in sleep and breathed soft words.
 Sleepless I lie and fearful and forlorn,
 With their love`s edge still wounding like a sword`s.
 In thy dear presence only I find rest.
 To thee alone naught needs to be confessed.
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