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James Russell Lowell - After The Burial
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YES, faith is a goodly anchor; 
When skies are sweet as a psalm, 
At the bows it lolls so stalwart, 
In bluff, broad-shouldered calm. 

And when over breakers to leeward 
The tattered surges are hurled, 
It may keep our head to the tempest, 
With its grip on the base of the world. 

But, after the shipwreck, tell me 
What help in its iron thews, 
Still true to the broken hawser, 
Deep down among sea-weed and ooze? 

In the breaking gulfs of sorrow, 
When the helpless feet stretch out 
And find in the deeps of darkness 
No footing so solid as doubt, 

Then better one spar of Memory, 
One broken plank of the Past, 
That our human heart may cling to, 
Though hopeless of shore at last!
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