The Sorrow of Delight.

Till death be filled with darkness
And life be filled with light,
The sorrow of ancient sorrows
Shall be the Sorrow of Night: But then the sorrow of sorrows Shall be the Sorrow of Delight.

Heart's-joy must fade with sorrow, For both are sprung from clay: But the joy that is one with Sorrow, Treads an immortal way: Each hath in fee To-morrow, And their soul is Yesterday.

Joy that is clothed with shadow Is the joy that is not dead: For the joy that is clothed with the rainbow Shall with the bow be sped: Where the Sun spends his fires is she, And where the Stars are led.

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