John Berryman - A Sympathy, a Welcome lyrics

Feel for your bad fall how could I fail, poor Paul, who had it so good. I can offer you only: this world like a knife. Yet you'll get to know your mother and, humourless as you do look, you will laugh and all the others will NOT be fierce to you, and loverhood will swing your soul like a broken bell deep in a forsaken wood, poor Paul, whose wild bad father loves you well.