09.08.2014, 14:15
DEJECTION
WE move dejected through a world of gloom ;
While the sun shines we tread the dusty way,
And all night long the sorrows of the day
React themselves in visions that assume
Wild, ghastly shapes, until the sleepless room
Is like a cell where maniacs curse and pray,
Tainting the air with flakes of fatal spume
Breathed from sick lungs already in decay ;
Our restless hearts beat fiercely up a scale
Of misery, and on the highest note
Will sometimes break and in a moment end ;
But the sad lips will mostly smile and pale,
And the voice frolic in the aching throat,
For so we smother what we cannot mend.
WE move dejected through a world of gloom ;
While the sun shines we tread the dusty way,
And all night long the sorrows of the day
React themselves in visions that assume
Wild, ghastly shapes, until the sleepless room
Is like a cell where maniacs curse and pray,
Tainting the air with flakes of fatal spume
Breathed from sick lungs already in decay ;
Our restless hearts beat fiercely up a scale
Of misery, and on the highest note
Will sometimes break and in a moment end ;
But the sad lips will mostly smile and pale,
And the voice frolic in the aching throat,
For so we smother what we cannot mend.