Weep not that the world changes -- did it keep a stable, changeless st >>
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing wind >>
Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies o >>
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing wind >>
We gather strength from sadness and from pain Each time we die we lear >>
Good. There are many nights as days, and the one is just as long as th >>
The melancholy days are come, the saddest of the year, Of wailing winds, and naked woods and meadows brown and sear.