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About the poet
Ethel Carnie Holdsworth (1886 –1962), grew up in East Lancashire. She is now best known as a...
Most earnestly and truly I believe
The human heart is beautiful and good:
Though poisonous weeds upgrow within its clefts
As nightshade grows within the verdant wood.
There are soft streams that flow with gentle sound,
And pearly sprays of blossom — and the grove
Is flooded with the music of sweet birds —
So o'er its dark emotions triumphs love.
Let me keep clear unto the end of life
My faith in sweet humanity's fair flower ;
Old age, that sits with all its glamour gone.
Cynical, cold, and infidel and sour
from Songs of a Factory Girl (London: Headley Brothers, 1911), © Ethel Carnie Holdsworth 1911, used by permission of the copyright holder Helen Brown.
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