How Great My Grief

How great my grief, my joys how few,
Since first it was my fate to know thee!
--Have the slow years not brought to view
How great my grief, my joys how few,
Nor memory shaped old times anew,
Nor loving-kindness helped to show thee
How great my grief, my joys how few,
Since first it was my fate to know thee?
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