Here you will find the Poem A Meeting of poet Alfred Austin
Queen, widowed Mother of a widowed child, Whose ancient sorrow goeth forth to meet Her new-born sorrow with parental feet, And tearful eyes that oft on hers have smiled, Will not your generous heart be now beguiled From its too lonely anguish, as You greet Her anguish, yet more cruel and complete, And, through her woe, with woe be reconciled? Or if this may not be, and all the years Of love's bereavement be withal too brief To bring slow solace to still lengthening grief For loss of One whom distance but endears, Surely to Both will come some sad relief, Sharing the comfort of commingled tears.
