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DESPAIR.
All the earth is full of sorrow—
All the earth is full of fears:
Never doth a golden morrow
Dawn upon the night of tears!
All the earth is full of fears:
Never doth a golden morrow
Dawn upon the night of tears!
“Doth the morning bring no sunshine?
Doth the evening bring no stars?
Doth the tender moonlight never
Peep between the window-bars?”
Doth the evening bring no stars?
Doth the tender moonlight never
Peep between the window-bars?”
No—the moonlight hath been dying
Long upon the cold blue sea,
And the sunlight fiercely flying
O'er the dim deserted lea:
Long upon the cold blue sea,
And the sunlight fiercely flying
O'er the dim deserted lea:
No—the haggard cheek is ever
Moist with sorrow, paled with fears:
No—the golden morning never
Dawns upon the night of tears!
Moist with sorrow, paled with fears:
No—the golden morning never
Dawns upon the night of tears!
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