When I was young, I said to Sorrow, āà"Come, and I will play with thee": āàāàHe is near me now all day āàāàAnd at night returns to say, I will come again to-morrow, āàI will come and stay with thee." Through the woods we walk together; āàHis soft footsteps rustle nigh me; āàāàTo shield an unregarded head, āàāàHe hath built a winter shed; And all night in rainy weather, āàI hear his gentle breathings by me. |