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My sorrows are overwhelming, but my virtue is left to me.
[Fr., Mes malheurs sont combles, mais ma vertu read more
My sorrows are overwhelming, but my virtue is left to me.
[Fr., Mes malheurs sont combles, mais ma vertu me reste.]
Who never ate his bread in sorrow,
Who never spent the darksome hours
Weeping, and watching for read more
Who never ate his bread in sorrow,
Who never spent the darksome hours
Weeping, and watching for the morrow,--
He knows ye not, ye gloomy Powers.
[Ger., Wer nie sein Brod mit Thranen ass,
Wer nicht die kummervollen Nachte
Auf seinem Bette weinend sass,
Der kennt euch nicht, ihr himmlischen Machte.]
The path of sorrow, and that path alone,
Leads to the lands where sorrow is unknown.
The path of sorrow, and that path alone,
Leads to the lands where sorrow is unknown.
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth
My old sorrow wakes and cries.
When sparrows build and the leaves break forth
My old sorrow wakes and cries.
In the bitter waves of woe,
Beaten and tossed about
By the sullen winds which blow
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In the bitter waves of woe,
Beaten and tossed about
By the sullen winds which blow
From the desolate shores of doubt.
One of the hardest things in life is watching the person you love, love someone else.
One of the hardest things in life is watching the person you love, love someone else.
A happier lot were mine,
If I must lose thee, to go down to earth,
For I read more
A happier lot were mine,
If I must lose thee, to go down to earth,
For I shall have no hope when thou art gone,--
Nothing but sorrow. Father have I none,
And no dear mother.
In every adversity of fortune, to have been happy is the most
unhappy kind of misfortune.
[Lat., In read more
In every adversity of fortune, to have been happy is the most
unhappy kind of misfortune.
[Lat., In omni adversitate fortunae, infelicissimum genus est
infortunii fuisse felicem.]
Ah, don't be sorrowful darling,
And don't be sorrowful, pray:
Taking the year together, my dear,
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Ah, don't be sorrowful darling,
And don't be sorrowful, pray:
Taking the year together, my dear,
There isn't more night than day.
