European Elegies/Summer/Grief

by Anonymous

83.GRIEF

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I saw a little child to-dayA child that sang about his play;He hailed me straight, he came to meAnd perched in pride upon my knee.

But, ah, what chokes my laugh with tears?What grief comes calling down the years?And how do present joys but fillMy cup of sorrow fuller still?

From an Estonian folk-song.