The Two Sides

Life is a fardel filled with care —
Life is beautiful everywhere —
Life is, alas, a compromise —
Life is boundless like the skies —
Life goes with music to each part —
All minor notes that wound the heart —
At life's feast Hebe's self appears —
Life is God's chalice filled with tears.

Yes, yes, ye both are right, pardie!
It well may be,
The gorgeous gold of sunset's glare
Is mid-day grey and cold elsewhere.
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