human
Oh life me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
gpt
Many a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of misery; Or the Mariner, worn and wan, Ne'er thus could voyage on.
human
The sun is warm, the sky is clear, The waves are dancing fast and bright, Blue isles and snowy mountains wear The purple noon's transparent might.
gpt
Alas! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around, Nor that content surpassing wealth The sage in meditation found, And walked with inward glory crowned-- Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround-- Smiling they live, and call life pleasure;-- To me that cup has been dealt in another measure
human
I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care.