ACCEPT the counsel that I offer, lady. No mortal is born free from suffering: -- He buries children, and begets him new, And also dies himself. And yet men grieve At bringing earth to earth! It is Fate's will To reap Life's harvest like the fruited ear, That one should be, one not. Where is there cause For grief, when only 'tis the path of Nature? Nothing is dread that Fate makes necessary. |