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of the laughing eyes,

Primrose-kirtled, winged, free,

Virgin daughter of the skies—

Joy—whom gods and mortals prize,

Share thy smiles with me!

Yet—lest I, unheeding, borrow

Pleasure that to-day endears

And benumbs the heart to-morrow—

Turn not wholly from me, Sorrow!

Let me share thy tears!