Tears and laughter
E. Elgar
Oh! stars shine brightly!
He's sleeping tightly!
His pattern's pouring through!
Oh! Sprites come swiftly!
Unwumble deftly!
The world has need of you!
They'll listen to my song
And understand
That, exiled over long,
From Fairyland,
The weary world has rather lost its way!
Rather lost its way!
My secret's double,
For tears of trouble
Are really tears of laughter gone astray.