Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad

Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad

There is no more mistaken path to happiness than worldliness, revelry, high life.

There is no more mistaken path to happiness than worldliness, revelry, high life.

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not read more

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

Don't tell me peace has broken out.

Don't tell me peace has broken out.

There is no coming to consciousness without pain.

There is no coming to consciousness without pain.

Sometimes it is a great joy just to listen to someone we love talking.

Sometimes it is a great joy just to listen to someone we love talking.

Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy!

Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy!

One often calms one's grief by recounting it.

One often calms one's grief by recounting it.

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
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I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces.
Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
They will wonder if I was important.