WHY, why repine, my pensive friend, 
   At pleasures slipp'd away? 
Some the stern Fates will never lend, 
   And all refuse to stay. 

I see the rainbow in the sky, 
   The dew upon the grass; 
I see them, and I ask not why 
   They glimmer or they pass. 

With folded arms I linger not 
   To call them back; 'twere vain: 
In this, or in some other spot, 
   I know they'll shine again. 

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Poet: Walter Savage Landor
Poem: Resignation

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