THIS is the red, red region
Your heart must journey through:
Your pains will here be legion
And joy be d**h for you.
Rejoice to-day: to-morrow
A turning tide shall flow
Through infinite tones of sorrow
To reach an equal woe.
You pa** by love unheeding
To gain the goal you long—
But my heart, my heart is bleeding:
I cannot sing this song.