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Why was I born with such contemporaries?
Why was I born with such contemporaries?
The name of the Slough was Despond.
The name of the Slough was Despond.
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
But what we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.
Night was our friend, our leader was Despair.
Night was our friend, our leader was Despair.
In life you need either inspiration or desperation.
In life you need either inspiration or desperation.
Alas for him who never sees
The stars shine through his cypress-trees
Who, hopeless, lays his dead read more
Alas for him who never sees
The stars shine through his cypress-trees
Who, hopeless, lays his dead away,
Nor looks to see the breaking day
Across the mournful marbles play!
I will indulge my sorrows, and give way
To all the pangs and fury of despair.
I will indulge my sorrows, and give way
To all the pangs and fury of despair.
The world goes whispering to its own,
"This anguish pierces to the bone;"
And tender friends go read more
The world goes whispering to its own,
"This anguish pierces to the bone;"
And tender friends go sighing round,
"What love can ever cure this wound?"
My days go on, my days go on.
It is a miserable state of mind to have few things to desire, and many things to fear.
It is a miserable state of mind to have few things to desire, and many things to fear.
