Grief, Fantastical
Nothing can vie with Sorrow in excess:
Hope's gay, and Fear is strange, and Joy grows wild;
Yet each hath shows of reason. Grief alone
Amidst her pomp is high fantastical.
Hope's gay, and Fear is strange, and Joy grows wild;
Yet each hath shows of reason. Grief alone
Amidst her pomp is high fantastical.
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