Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone.For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own.Sing, and the hills will answer; Sigh, it is lost on the air.The echoes bound to a joyful sound,But shrink from voicing care. Rejoice, and men will seek you; Grieve,Continue reading “SOLITUDE”

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