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Solitude by Ella Wheeler Wilcox laugh and the world laughs with you weep and you weep alone for the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth. It has trouble enough of its own saying, and the heels will answer. Sigh. It has lost one. The air, the echoes bound to a joyful sound but shrink from voicing care. Rejoice and men will seek. You grieve and they turn and go. They want full measure for all your pleasure, but they do not need your Whoa, be glad in your friends or many Be sad and you lose them all. There are none to decline your neck, Good wine, But alone you must drink life, school feast and your holes are crowded fast and the world goes by succeed and give and it helps you to live. But no man can help you die. There is room in the halls of pleasure for a long and lordly train. But one by one, we must all file on through the narrow aisles of pain