The biggest bore of all is he who is overflowing with congratulations
And there is even a happiness That makes the heart afraid.
O men with sisters dear, O men with mothers and wives, It is not linen you 're wearing out, But human creatures' lives!
Oh, if it be to choose and call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine!
I saw old autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence.
I resolved that, like the sun, as long as my day lasted, I would look on the bright side of everything.