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Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.
Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.
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.
Our days and nights
Have sorrows woven with delights.
Our days and nights
Have sorrows woven with delights.
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.]
Tears are words the heart can't express
Tears are words the heart can't express
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.
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?
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.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.
