Classic Poem

Sorrow hath a double voice,
Sharp today but sweet tomorrow:
Wait in patience, hope, rejoice,
Tried friends of sorrow.

Pleasure hath a double taste,
Sweet today but sharp tomorrow:
Friends of pleasure, rise in haste,
Make friends with sorrow.

Pleasure set aside today
Comes again to rule tomorrow:
Welcomed sorrow will not stay,
Farewell to sorrow!