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Perhaps I am not wise enought to know
Why happiness is always mixed with pain;
Why sun is blotted out by clouds and rain,
And then appears again. But it is so.
I do not understand why robins go
Away at autumntime; I can't explain
Why leaves should fall, or why the day should wane;
Or why we must give up the flowers that grow.
But I have learned, he has not lived but half
Who has not tasted joy that floows grief;
Who has not known the pleasure of a laugh
That follows tears. But, Oh, what sweet relief
Is mine when skies are clouded, just to know
Another day may bring a sunset's glow! |
