Song —When I was young I said to Sorrow; Aubrey Thomas de Vere

I

When I was young, I said to Sorrow,
"Come, and I will play with thee"—
He is near me now all day;
And at night returns to say,
"I will como again to-morrow,
I will come and stay with thee."

II

Through the woods we walk together;
His soft foosteps rustle nigh me.
To shield an unregarded head,
He hath built a winter shed;
And all night in rainy weather,
I hear his gentle breathings by me.