Here you will find the Poem Sit Down, Sad Soul of poet Barry Cornwall
SIT down, sad soul, and count The moments flying: Come,?tell the sweet amount That ?s lost by sighing! How many smiles??a score? Then laugh, and count no more; For day is dying. Lie down, sad soul, and sleep, And no more measure The flight of Time, nor weep The loss of leisure; But here, by this lone stream, Lie down with us, and dream Of starry treasure. We dream: do thou the same: We love?for ever; We laugh; yet few we shame, The gentle, never. Stay, then, till Sorrow dies; Then?hope and happy skies Are thine for ever!