I am tired of tears and laughter,
And men that laugh and weep;
Of what may come hereafter For men that sow and reap:
I am weary of days and hours,
Blown buds of barren flowers,
Desires and dreams and powers And everything but sleep.


The Garden of Proserpine, st. 2


I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep; Of what may come hereafter For men that sow and reap: I am weary of days and hours,...

I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep; Of what may come hereafter For men that sow and reap: I am weary of days and hours,...

I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep; Of what may come hereafter For men that sow and reap: I am weary of days and hours,...

I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep; Of what may come hereafter For men that sow and reap: I am weary of days and hours,...