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One grief on me is laid<br />
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Each day of every year,<br />
One grief on me is laid
Wherein no soul can aid,<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Each day of every year,
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Whereof no soul can hear:<br />
Wherein no soul can aid,
Whereto no end is seen<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Whereof no soul can hear:
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Except to grieve again —<br />
Whereto no end is seen
Ah, Mary Magdalene,<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Except to grieve again —
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Where is there greater pain?<br />
Ah, Mary Magdalene,
<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Where is there greater pain?
To dream on dear disgrace<br />
 
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Each hour of every day —<br />
To dream on dear disgrace
To bring no honest face<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Each hour of every day —
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To aught I do or say:<br />
To bring no honest face
To lie from morn till e'en —<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To aught I do or say:
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To know my lies are vain —<br />
To lie from morn till e'en —
Ah, Mary Magdalene,<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To know my lies are vain —
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Where can be greater pain?<br />
Ah, Mary Magdalene,
<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Where can be greater pain?
To watch my steadfast fear<br />
 
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Attend mine every way<br />
To watch my steadfast fear
Each day of every year —<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Attend mine every way
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Each hour of every day:<br />
Each day of every year —
To burn, and chill between —<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Each hour of every day:
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To quake and rage again —<br />
To burn, and chill between —
Ah, Mary Magdalene,<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To quake and rage again —
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Where shall be greater pain:<br />
Ah, Mary Magdalene,
<br />
&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Where shall be greater pain:
''One grave to me was given —''<br />
 
''&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To guard till Judgment Day —''<br />
''One grave to me was given —''
''But God looked down from Heaven''<br />
''&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;To guard till Judgment Day —''
''&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And rolled the Stone away! ''<br />
''But God looked down from Heaven''
''One day of all my years —''<br />
''&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And rolled the Stone away! ''
''&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;One hour of that one day —''<br />
''One day of all my years —''
''His Angel saw my tears''<br />
''&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;One hour of that one day —''
''&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And rolled the Stone away! ''<br />
''His Angel saw my tears''
''&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And rolled the Stone away! ''
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Revision as of 07:35, 10 April 2009

The Burden
written by Rudyard Kipling
First published in the collection Debits and Credits (1926), accompanying the story The Gardener. Link to further information




One grief on me is laid
    Each day of every year,
Wherein no soul can aid,
    Whereof no soul can hear:
Whereto no end is seen
    Except to grieve again —
Ah, Mary Magdalene,
    Where is there greater pain?

To dream on dear disgrace
    Each hour of every day —
To bring no honest face
    To aught I do or say:
To lie from morn till e'en —
    To know my lies are vain —
Ah, Mary Magdalene,
    Where can be greater pain?

To watch my steadfast fear
    Attend mine every way
Each day of every year —
    Each hour of every day:
To burn, and chill between —
    To quake and rage again —
Ah, Mary Magdalene,
    Where shall be greater pain:

One grave to me was given —
    To guard till Judgment Day —
But God looked down from Heaven
    And rolled the Stone away!
One day of all my years —
    One hour of that one day —
His Angel saw my tears
    And rolled the Stone away!