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SORROW
THE youthful heart in its first sorrow cries
"None suffer as I suffer! None can know
Such misery and live!" And grief's surprise
Enhances thus its woe.
The heart grown old, whom Sorrow leads aside
From paths of happiness, to know her face,
Submissive sighs: "Yes, men have lived and died
By myriads in this place!"
And feels with added pang that grief as keen
Is, and has been.
