Sorrow and Ferry Rides

From the book, “The City of Joy” by Dominique Lapierre: “The honking of carrier tricycles, the tooting of horns, the throbbing of engines, buses’ horns, cart bells, carriage bells, the clammering of loud speakers, it was like a competition to see who could make the most noise. ‘It was worse than the thunder that heralds the first drops of the monsoon,’ Hasari would say. ‘I thought my head was going to burst.’”

Robert Browning Hamilton

I walked a mile with Pleasure;

She chatted all the way

But left me none the wiser

For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with sorrow

And ne'er a word said she;

But, oh! he things I learned from her,

When Sorrow walked with me.