The immemorial grief of all years <br />Burdes my heart sorely, and the years <br />Of slow eternal crying stain my cheeks. <br />Forever and forever my soul speaks <br />Saying: I am thy self: Look on me - <br />And weep. Never and never shalt thou be <br />As I. Weep; for weeping and hard pain <br />Of loss measure joy of last visioned gain.<br /><br />Adelaide Crapsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tears-286/
