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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.
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.
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.
Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths.
Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths.
Our days and nights
Have sorrows woven with delights.
Our days and nights
Have sorrows woven with delights.
Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.
Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.
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?
Tears are words the heart can't express
Tears are words the heart can't express
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.
