Unto What End, I Ask
Unto what end, I ask, unto what end Is all this effort, this unrest and toil? Work that avails not? strife and mad turmoil? Ambitions vain that rack our hearts and rend? Did labor but avail! did it defend The soul from its despair, who would recoil From sweet endeavor then? work that were oil To still the storms that in the heart contend! But still to see all effort valueless! To toil in vain year after weary year At Song! beholding every other Art Considered more than Song's high holiness, The difficult, the beautiful and dear! Doth break my heart, ah God! doth break my heart!
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"Unto what end, I ask, unto what end..."
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