| Sit down, sad soul, and count | | | The moments flying: | | | Come,—tell the sweet amount | | | That ’s lost by sighing! | | | How many smiles?—a score? | 5 | | Then laugh, and count no more; | | | For day is dying. | | | | | Lie down, sad soul, and sleep, | | | And no more measure | | | The flight of Time, nor weep | 10 | | The loss of leisure; | | | But here, by this lone stream, | | | Lie down with us, and dream | | | Of starry treasure. | | | | | We dream: do thou the same: | 15 | | We love—for ever; | | | We laugh; yet few we shame, | | | The gentle, never. | | | Stay, then, till Sorrow dies; | | | Then—hope and happy skies | 20 | | Are thine for ever! |
| Komentarze | | | | 10.12.2009. | | | PROSZĘ O TŁUMACZENIE NA POLSKI WIERSZA Sit Down, Sad Soul | | | | |  Andreama |
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