Men die, but sorrow never dies;
The crowding years divide in vain,
And the wide world is read more

Men die, but sorrow never dies;
The crowding years divide in vain,
And the wide world is knit with ties
Of common brotherhood in pain.

I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chattered all the way;
But left me none the wiser,
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I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chattered all the way;
But left me none the wiser,
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne'er a word said she;
But, oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me!

Our days and nights
Have sorrows woven with delights.

Our days and nights
Have sorrows woven with delights.

Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.

Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.

Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.

Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.

Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.

Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.

There is no greater sorrow
Than to be mindful of the happy time
In misery.
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There is no greater sorrow
Than to be mindful of the happy time
In misery.
[Lat., Nessun maggior dolore
Che ricordarsi del tempo felice
Nella miseria.]

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.

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.