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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
“Sit Down, Sad Soul”
By Bryan Waller Procter (Barry Cornwall) (1787–1874)
 
SIT down, sad soul, and count
    The moments flying:
Come—tell the sweet amount
    That’s lost by sighing!
How many smiles?—a score?        5
Then laugh, and count no more;
    For day is dying.
 
Lie down, sad soul, and sleep,
    And no more measure
The flight of Time, nor weep        10
    The loss of leisure;
But here, by this lone stream,
Lie down with us, and dream
    Of starry treasure.
 
We dream—do thou the same;        15
    We love—forever;
We laugh, yet few we shame,—
    The gentle, never.
Stay, then, till Sorrow dies;
Then—hope and happy skies        20
    Are thine forever!
 
 
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