The sorrowful dislike the gay, and the gay the sorrowful.
[Lat., Oderunt hilarem tristes tristemque jocosi.]

The sorrowful dislike the gay, and the gay the sorrowful.
[Lat., Oderunt hilarem tristes tristemque jocosi.]

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.

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.

Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.

Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.

Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.

Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.

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.

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.

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!