Canto XXV
I know that this was Life,—the trackWhereon with equal feet we fared;And then, as now, the day preparedThe daily burden for the back.
But this it was that made me moveAs light as carrier-birds in air;I loved the weight I had to bear,Because it needed help of Love:
Nor could I weary, heart or limb,When mighty Love would cleave in twainThe lading of a single pain,And part it, giving half to him.