Song
" To suffer grief is to be strong,
And to be strong is beautiful and rare " — —
'Twas in thy court, O Love, I learned it there,
This sad sweet song!
No one man dwells thy ways among,
Who shall not learn thy thousand ways of grief
Or how wild fears succeed each poor relief
In dark'ning throng:
There too a man may learn to put away
The crowned summit of his heart's desire;
But O, the bitter burning of love's fire —
Its bitterer ashes grey!
And to be strong is beautiful and rare " — —
'Twas in thy court, O Love, I learned it there,
This sad sweet song!
No one man dwells thy ways among,
Who shall not learn thy thousand ways of grief
Or how wild fears succeed each poor relief
In dark'ning throng:
There too a man may learn to put away
The crowned summit of his heart's desire;
But O, the bitter burning of love's fire —
Its bitterer ashes grey!
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