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Lyrics of Love and Sorrow

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THERE are brilliant heights of sorrow
That only the few may know;
And the lesser woes of the world, like waves, 
Break noiselessly, far below. 
I hold for my own possessing,
A mount that is lone and still-
the great high place of a hopeless grief, 
And I call it my "Heart-break Hill."
And once on a winter's midnight
I found its highest crown,
And there in the gloom, my soul and I,
Weeping, we sat us down.

But now when I seek that summit
We are two ghosts that go; 
Only two shades of a thing that died,
Once in the long ago.
So I sit me down in the silence, 
And say to my soul, "Be still,"
So the world may not know we died that night, 
From weeping on "Heart-break Hill."

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