Take no drug for sorrow: drain the cup
Until you hold it bottom-up.
Know that pain’s own bitter wine
Is pain’s only anodyne;
And of this truth your comfort make
After all, your heart can break.
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Take no drug for sorrow: drain the cup
Until you hold it bottom-up.
Know that pain’s own bitter wine
Is pain’s only anodyne;
And of this truth your comfort make
After all, your heart can break.
No posts