I won't go, For all that they can do. No; on the steps Outside, and down, below, Forever and ever and ever, I'll stay too! —With You. [Pg 32] The Sorrows f This is all it will be like, I wish to Die;—I don't care how— While I am very, very young; As young as almost Now. They never felt what Sorrow was; Or never learned their Golden Rule; They say, These are your happiest days, —With School,—School,—School! When Saturday's all out of breath With all the week before in sight;— And Monday coming after you Spoils every Sunday night! And Nothing done but yesterdays;