Sorrow
Sorrow like a ceaseless rain Beats upon my heart. People twist and scream in pain,-- Dawn will find them still again; This has neither wax nor wane, Neither stop nor start. People dress and go to town; I sit in my chair. All my thoughts are slow and brown: Standing up or sitting down Little matters, or what gown Or what shoes I wear.
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"Sorrow like a ceaseless rain..."
Exploring the themes of classic, Edna St. Vincent Millay delivers a powerful performance in "Sorrow"... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...