Classic Poem

I GAVE you joy without compare,
With joy I filled your very soul;
I gave you all my wealth to share,
My wealth of love entire and whole.

I gave you all my joy to share,
And yet a gift remained for you,
A thousand times more rich and rare —
I gave you all my sorrow too.

I gave you grief beyond compare,
For you I filled the bitter cup;
With hope deceived and fierce despair:
You took it; and you drank it up.

Now one in joy, in sorrow one,
I am your master and your friend,
And what we have to-day begun,
A million ages shall not end.