Sympathy

There should be no despair for you

While nightly stars are burning,

While evening pours its silent dew

And sunshine gilds the morning.

There should be no despair - though tears

May flow down like a river:

Are not the best beloved of years

Around your heart forever?

They weep - you weep - it must be so;

Winds sigh as you are sighing,

And Winter sheds his grief in snow

Where Autumn's leaves are lying:

Yet these revive, and from their fate

Your fate cannot be parted,

Then journey on, if not elate,

Still, never broken-hearted!