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<h2>THE SWEETNESS OF LIFE</h2> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> It fell on a day I was happy, And the winds, the concave sky, The flowers and the beasts in the meadow Seemed happy even as I; And I stretched my hands to the meadow, To the bird, the beast, the tree: "Why are ye all so happy?" I cried, and they answered me. </div> <div class="stanza"> What sayest thou, Oh meadow, That stretches so wide, so far, That none can say how many Thy misty marguerites are? And what say ye, red roses, That o'er the sun-blanched wall From your high black-shadowed trellis Like flame or blood-drops fall? "We are born, we are reared, and we linger A various space and die; We dream, and are bright and happy, But we cannot answer why." </div> <div class="stanza"> What sayest thou, Oh shadow, That from the dreaming hill All down the broadening valley Liest so sharp and still? And thou, Oh murmuring brooklet, Whereby in the noonday gleam[6] The loosestrife burns like ruby, And the branchèd asters dream? "We are born, we are reared, and we linger A various space and die; We dream and are very happy, But we cannot answer why." </div> <div class="stanza"> And then of myself I questioned, That like a ghost the while Stood from me and calmly answered, With slow and curious smile: "Thou art born as the flowers, and wilt linger Thine own short space and die; Thou dream'st and art strangely happy, But thou canst not answer why." </div> </div> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <div>[7]</div> <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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