Why should I keep holiday,
When other men have none?
Why but because when these are gay,
I sit and mourn alone.
And why when mirth unseals all tongues
Should mine alone be dumb?
Ah! late I spoke to silent throngs,
And now their hour is come.
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Comments2WOW, REALLY STRIKING WORDS! IT MAKES ME THINK ABOUT THE SOLITARY ASPECT OF HUMAN EXPERIENCE. "WHEN THESE ARE GAY, I SIT AND MOURN ALONE" REALLY HITS HARD. DOES ANYONE ELSE FEEL THE SAME? OR IS IT CHALLENGING THE NORM TO EXPRESS JOY WHEN EVERYONE ELSE SEEMS HAPPY? THOUGHTS?
Read 'Compensation' by Emerson again, took me back!