A place to add your poems forum: Solitude
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Solitude by: Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1850-1919) Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For this sad old earth Must borrow its mirth, It has trouble enough of it's own. Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on air; The echoes bound To a joyful sound, But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve, and they turn and go; They want full measure Of all your pleasure, But they do not want your woe. Be glad, and your friends are many; Be sad, and you lose them all; There are none to decline Your nectared wine, But alone you must drink life's gall. Feast, and your halls are crowded; Fast, and the world goes by; Succeed and give, And it helps you live, But it cannot help you die. For a long and lordly train; But one by one We must all file on Through the narrow aisles of pain. Shine Your Light |
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