now i post this again, i really like this poem
Solitude
Laugh, and the world laughs with you
weep, and you weep alone
For the sad old earth
must borrow its mirith
Sing, and the hills will answer
sign.it is lost on the air
The echoes bound to a joyful sound
But shrink from the voicing care
Rejoice, and men will seek you
grieve, and they turn and go
They want full measure of all your pleasure
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many
Be sad, and you lose them all
There are none to delicne your nectared wine
But alone you must drink life's gall
Feast, and your halls are crowded
Fast, and the world goes by
Succeed and give, and it helps to live
But no man help you die.
For there is room in the halls of pleasure
For a large and lordly train,
But one by one we must file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.
Solitude.
