XIXBe not sad because all menPrefer a lying clamour before you:Sweetheart, be at peace again—Can they dishonour you?They are sadder than all tears;Their lives ascend as a continual sigh.Proudly answer to their tears:As they deny, deny.
Be not sad because all menPrefer a lying clamour before you:Sweetheart, be at peace again—Can they dishonour you?They are sadder than all tears;Their lives ascend as a continual sigh.Proudly answer to their tears:As they deny, deny.