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A happier lot were mine,
If I must lose thee, to go down to earth,
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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.
O, sorrow!
Why dost borrow
Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?
O, sorrow!
Why dost borrow
Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?
To Sorrow
I bade good-morrow,
And though to leave her far away behind;
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To Sorrow
I bade good-morrow,
And though to leave her far away behind;
But cheerly, cheerly,
She loves me dearly:
She is so constant to me, and so kind.
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.
Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.
Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.
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.
How beautiful, if sorrow had not made
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.
How beautiful, if sorrow had not made
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.
Our days and nights
Have sorrows woven with delights.
Our days and nights
Have sorrows woven with delights.
Alas! sorrow from happiness is oft evolved.
[Ger., Ach! aus dem Gluck entwickelt oft sich Schmerz.]
Alas! sorrow from happiness is oft evolved.
[Ger., Ach! aus dem Gluck entwickelt oft sich Schmerz.]
