Poems (Cromwell)/Experience
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EXPERIENCE
There is no need for you to cheer or nerve My spirit forward; for the days advise; The years have counselled me. I recognize No change from joy to sadness. I observe No variation. Like the simple curve Earth follows, meeting Spring and Winter skies, My life is one experience, implies Continuous truth. When it appears to swerve, To mount from sadness into joy, or sink To sadness with a wayward cruelty, 'Tis only so to you who watch. You think That I must feel contrasting moods. You name Them joy and pain. You have not skill to see That where I stand all beauty is the same.