Yes I Regret
Yes, I regret
The scornful dissipation
Of my salad days
When I was strong,
Yes, I regret
The scornful dissipation
Of my salad days
When I was strong,
As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers,
I sat under the trees pondering upon the phenomena of the atmosphere, looking through the branches at the strewn stars which glittered like chi...
All night the cocks crew, under a moon like day,
And I, in the cage of sleep, on a stranger's breast,
Shed tears, like a task not to be put away—-In the false light, false grief in my happy bed,
A labor of tears, set against joy's u...
Tears, vows, and prayers win the hardest heart:
Tears, vows, and prayers have I spent in vain;
Tears cannot soften flint, nor vows convert;
Prayers prevail not with a quaint disdain
NK God, bless God, all ye who suffer
More grief than ye can weep for
That is well—That is light grieving
lighter, none
your tears taste like ocean, your sweat smells like rainyour body is sounds like drum
your eyes may recover or cause frightful pain
and only your shit never lie
Tears, idle tears,
I know not what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy Autumn-fields,
IN tears to her mother poor Harriet came,
Let us listen to hear what she says:"O see, dear mamma, it is pouring with rain,
We cannot go out in the chaise
"All the week I have long'd for this holiday so,
EN on the sandy shore I sit,
Beside the salt sea-wave,
And fall into a weeping
Because I dare not shave -A little whisper at my
He left me, and himself he departed;
What fault was there in me
Neither at night nor in the day do I sleep in peace;
My eyes pour out tears
When I consider Life and its few years—A wisp of fog betwixt us and the sun;
A call to battle, and the battle
Ere the last echo dies within our ears;
A rose choked in the grass; an hour of fears;
How wisely Nature did decree,
With the same Eyes to weep and see
That, having view'd the object vain,
They might be ready to complain