Happiness is the gift of the gods
But the suffering is of our own devising
Let me count the days and ways
Ravaging our goodness until it's
Almost gone and the fever breaks
On one side or the other
Happiness is the suffering of the gods
When they damp bliss down
To all the world can stand
When suffering comes to meet it
Without their infusions of joy
Often arriving at the last minute
The world would not be worth it
Nor we worthy of the world
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