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.

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.]

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.

Sorrow preys upon
Its solitude, and nothing more diverts it
From its sad visions of the other read more

Sorrow preys upon
Its solitude, and nothing more diverts it
From its sad visions of the other world
Than calling it at moments back to this.
The busy have no time for tears.

Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.

Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.

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.

For of Fortune's sharpe adversite,
The worste kynde of infortune is this,
A man to hav bent read more

For of Fortune's sharpe adversite,
The worste kynde of infortune is this,
A man to hav bent in prosperite,
And it remembren whan it passed is.

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.

Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.

Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.