Sorrow and suffering in my sight are set,
The gods, I feel, are there!
THE CHIEF END OF MAN.
What the chief end of Man?—Behold yon tree,
And let it teach thee, Friend!
Will what that will-less yearns for;—and for thee
Is compass'd Man's chief end!
Sorrow and suffering in my sight are set,
The gods, I feel, are there!
What the chief end of Man?—Behold yon tree,
And let it teach thee, Friend!
Will what that will-less yearns for;—and for thee
Is compass'd Man's chief end!