Poetical Fragments from Ethel Churchill Volume I/Doubt

by Letitia Elizabeth Landon

For works with similar titles, see Doubt.

CHAPTER XXXIII.

THE END OF DOUBT.

I tell thee death were far more merciful
Than such a blow. It is death to the heart;
Death to its first affections, its sweet hopes;
The young religion of its guileless faith.
Henceforth the well is troubled at the spring;
The waves run clear no longer; there is doubt
To shut out happiness—perpetual shade;
Which, if the sunshine penetrate, 'tis dim,
And broken ere it reach the stream below.

Blanchard’s title is:

DOUBT

(In The New York Mirror (10th March 1838), as The End of Doubt)