"THE GRAVE-DIGGER" 


Once, as I was burying one of my dead selves, the grave-digger came by
and said to me, "Of all those who come here to 
bury, you alone I like." 
Said I, "You please me exceedingly, but why do you like me?" 

"Because," said he, "They come weeping and go weeping -- you only
come laughing and go laughing."