© 최광민 The Buried Life - Matthew Arnold (1822-1888) Light flows our war of mocking words, and yet, Behold, with tears mine eyes are wet! I feel a nameless sadness o'er me roll. Yes, yes, we know that we can jest, We know, we know that we can smile! But there's a something in this breast, To which thy light words bring no rest, And thy gay smiles no anodyne. 지금 우리 사이 오가는 가벼운 농담들. 그러나 보라, 내 눈이 눈물로 ..