Consolation Poem by Robert Louis Stevenson

Consolation

Rating: 4.9


Though he, that ever kind and true,
Kept stoutly step by step with you,
Your whole long, gusty lifetime through,
Be gone a while before,
Be now a moment gone before,
Yet, doubt not, soon the seasons shall restore
Your friend to you.

He has but turned the corner — still
He pushes on with right good will,
Through mire and marsh, by heugh and hill,
That self-same arduous way —
That self-same upland, hopeful way,
That you and he through many a doubtful day
Attempted still.

He is not dead, this friend — not dead,
But in the path we mortals tread
Got some few, trifling steps ahead
And nearer to the end;
So that you too, once past the bend,
Shall meet again, as face to face, this friend
You fancy dead.

Push gaily on, strong heart! The while
You travel forward mile by mile,
He loiters with a backward smile
Till you can overtake,
And strains his eyes to search his wake,
Or whistling, as he sees you through the brake,
Waits on a stile.

Friday, March 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: funeral
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Alouwou Mandjah 24 April 2019

***********Deep*************

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But in the path we mortals tread Got some few, trifling steps ahead. The poet's vision on death is such.

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Ramesh T A 24 April 2019

Death is sure for all! Death doesn't put an end to friendship! The turn will come to meet him again after you follow suit! Nice and meaningful poem!

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Ratnakar Mandlik 24 April 2019

" He loiters with a backward smile Till you can overtake" Amazing consolation with a positive approach towards the most touching situation. Hats off to the philosophy and out look.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 24 April 2019

One of the best poems by Robert Louis Stevenson......

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Ratnakar Mandlik 24 April 2020

An outstanding classical poem with eternal values. Well deserved classic poem of the day.

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This is Rock 24 April 2020

Step by step... Meet a friend

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Ruta Mohapatra 24 April 2020

Deep and thoughtful! A different perception of death. A great poem of the day!

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Dr Antony Theodore 24 April 2020

He is not dead, this friend — not dead, But in the path we mortals tread Got some few, trifling steps ahead And nearer to the end; very nice poem. tony

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Mahtab Bangalee 24 April 2020

He is not dead, this friend — not dead, But in the path we mortals tread Got some few, trifling steps ahead And nearer to the end; ............../// superb consolation writings on the funeral; beautiful poem shared

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