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Andrew Macphail, comp.  The Book of Sorrow.  1916.
XXIV. Bitter Sorrow
From ‘A Noble Soldier’, 1634
By Samuel Rowley (d. 1633?)
O SORROW! Sorrow! say, Where dost thou dwell?
In the lowest room of Hell.
Art thou born of human race?
No! no! I have a fairer face!
Art thou in City, Town, or Court?        5
I to every place resort!
O, why into the world is Sorrow sent?
Men afflicted, best repent!
What dost thou feed on?
Broken sleep.        10
What tak’st thou pleasure in?
To weep.
To sigh, to sob, to pine, to groan,
To wring my hands, to sit alone.
O when, O when shall Sorrow quiet have?        15
Never! never! never! never!
Never till she finds a grave!

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