Rosemary and Pansies/The Cry of Humanity
THE CRY OF HUMANITY
Oh what a weary pilgrimage I've paced In learning only that I've nothing learned! What will o' th' wisps and shadows have I chased! For what unworthy objects have I yearned! How vainly searched for truth in falsehood's mines! What trust I've given only to be betrayed! What pagan altars ta'en for holy shrines! What vain fantastic prayers have I prayed! What mirage-like illusions have I cherished! In what blind alleys hoped a path to find! My faith, my love, my hope, how have they perished! For what imagined vices have I pined! And in all ways what skill I've shown (poor elf!) In finding means to plague and curse myself!