Kin to Sorrow
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m I kin to Sorrow,That so oftFalls the knocker of my door--Neither loud nor soft,But as long accustomed,Under Sorrow's hand?Marigolds around the stepAnd rosemary stand,And then comes Sorrow--And what does Sorrow careFor the rosemaryOr the marigolds there?Am I kin to Sorrow?Are we kin?That so oft upon my door--*Oh, come in*!
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