joy.
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I found delight and it was pain;
Thou gavest pain, and it is joy.
Token of unaccomplished growth,
Stern pledge of immortality;
Through all the earth's perplexed domain,
Just God! I would that there should be
No living thing that should not suffer Pain."
Thus in a ravishment
Of inward sight, her song wells up,
A passionate content.
Thou gavest pain, and it is joy.
Token of unaccomplished growth,
Stern pledge of immortality;
Through all the earth's perplexed domain,
Just God! I would that there should be
No living thing that should not suffer Pain."
Thus in a ravishment
Of inward sight, her song wells up,
A passionate content.
Scatter the road,
The beaten highway of the world, my heart,
With rose and asphodel,
And all thou draw'st from music's throbbing well;
Behold how rich thou art!
Thou drink'st of every spring of God;
Broad heaven but lightly freights thine eye,
And thy familiar pulse is rife
With tumult of the river of life,
The beaten highway of the world, my heart,
With rose and asphodel,
And all thou draw'st from music's throbbing well;
Behold how rich thou art!
Thou drink'st of every spring of God;
Broad heaven but lightly freights thine eye,
And thy familiar pulse is rife
With tumult of the river of life,
