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<p><unclear>There</unclear> are who make a mock of grief – &amp; wear<lb/>
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Their cares as lightly as their garb – who see<lb/>
 
With unwet eye-lids the pale ravager<lb/>
 
Mow down his harvests of mortality –<lb/>
 
I would not <del>not</del> such a senseless <del><unclear>normal</unclear></del> <add>being</add> be<lb/>
For all that this or any other sphere<lb/>
Could offer to my will – I'd rather bear<lb/>
A ten-fold burthen of life's misery.</p>
<p>For they who know not sorrow know not joy<lb/>
There is no tear that sparkles in the eye<lb/>
Which does not glisten brightly in the heart:<lb/>
Thy heart is human – 'tis not stone, – nor <unclear>sail</unclear>
'Twas given the lightest thrill of joy to feel<lb/>
Or vibrate to the touch of sorrow's smart</p>
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There are who make a mock of grief – & wear
Their cares as lightly as their garb – who see
With unwet eye-lids the pale ravager
Mow down his harvests of mortality –
I would not not such a senseless normal being be
For all that this or any other sphere
Could offer to my will – I'd rather bear
A ten-fold burthen of life's misery.

For they who know not sorrow know not joy
There is no tear that sparkles in the eye
Which does not glisten brightly in the heart:
Thy heart is human – 'tis not stone, – nor sail 'Twas given the lightest thrill of joy to feel
Or vibrate to the touch of sorrow's smart


Identifier: | JB/110/203/002"JB/" can not be assigned to a declared number type with value 110.

Date_1

Marginal Summary Numbering

Box

110

Main Headings

Folio number

203

Info in main headings field

Image

002

Titles

Category

collectanea

Number of Pages

2

Recto/Verso

recto

Page Numbering

Penner

sir john bowring

Watermarks

Marginals

Paper Producer

Corrections

Paper Produced in Year

Notes public

ID Number

36193

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