Journal johndiii's Journal: [Beloved] In Memoriam 2

        In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 27

        I envy not in any moods
                The captive void of noble rage,
                The linnet born within the cage,
        That never knew the summer woods:

        I envy not the beast that takes
                His license in the field of time,
                Unfetter'd by the sense of crime,
        To whom a conscience never wakes;

        Nor, what may count itself as blest,
                The heart that never plighted troth
                But stagnates in the weeds of sloth;
        Nor any want-begotten rest.

        I hold it true, whate'er befall;
                I feel it, when I sorrow most;
                'Tis better to have loved and lost
        Than never to have loved at all.

                                        -- Alfred, Lord Tennyson