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The uses of sorrow I comprehend / Better and better at each year's end.
Deeper and deeper I seem to see / Why and wherefore it has to be.
Only after the dark, wet days / Do we fully rejoice in the sun's bright rays.
Sweeter the crust tastes after the fast / Than the sated gourmand's finest repast.
The faintest cheer sounds never amiss / To the actor who once has heard a hiss.
To one who the sadness of freedom knows, / Light seem the fetters love may impose.
And he who has dwelt with his heart alone, / Hears all the music in friendship's tone.
So better and better I comprehend / How sorrow ever would be our friend.