YOU SHOULD NOT KNOW THE DESPAIR
Should not you know despair, if the stars sparkle every night; If the dew falls silent at night, and the sun gilds the morning. Should not you know despair, though the tears to flow freely. Not the years most loved, forever in your heart? Cry, you cry, so it must be. The wind sighs of your sighs, and tears fall from winter snow, where lie the autumn leaves. Well, soon reborn, and your destiny can not be separated from them. Continue your trip, if not with joy, well, never despair!
(Emily Bronte)
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