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Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907.

By The Rivulet (1871). VI. “O, break my heart”

Thomas Toke Lynch (1818–1871)

O, BREAK my heart; but break it as a field

Is by the plough up-broken for the corn:

O, break it as the buds, by green leaf sealed,

Are, to unloose the golden blossom, torn:

Love would I offer unto love’s great Master,

Set free the odour, break the alabaster.

O, break my heart; break it, victorious God,

That life’s eternal well may flash abroad:

O, let it break as when the captive trees,

Breaking cold bonds, regain their liberties:

And as thought’s sacred grove to life is springing,

Be joys, like birds, their hope Thy victory singing.