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As a young man,
I was always obsessed
By melancholy
I saw deep sadness,

Sorrow like a ceaseless rain Beats upon my heart
People twist and scream in pain, — Dawn will find them still again; This has neither wax nor wane, Neither stop nor start
People dress and go to town; I sit in my chair
All my thought...

The day was wet, the rain fell
Like jars of strawberry jam, [1] asound was heard in the old henhouse,
A beating of a hammer
Of stalwart form, and visage warm,

Then a woman said, "Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow
" And he answered:
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears

I thought our love at full, but I did err;
Joy's wreath drooped o'er mine eyes;
I could not
That sorrow in our happy world must

The fire of love was burning, yet so
That in the dark we scarce could see its rays,
And in the light of perfect-placid
Nothing but smouldering embers dull and slow

When sorrow lays us lowfor a second we are savedby humble windfallsof the mindfulness or memory:the taste of a fruit, the taste of water,that face given back to us by a dream,the first jasmine of November,the endless yearning of the compass,a book...

HE brawling of a sparrow in the eaves,
The brilliant moon and all the milky sky,
And all that famous harmony of leaves,
Had blotted out man's image and his cry

OW, on wing through the world for ever,
Here and there for awhile would
Rest, if rest might haply deliver            Sorrow
One thought lies close in her heart gnawn

(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand

The quarrel of the sparrows in the eaves,
The full round moon and the star-laden sky,
And the loud song of the ever-singing leaves,
Had hid away earth's old and weary cry.