Christina Rossetti - The Whole Head is Sick and the Whole Heart is Faint lyrics

It roe for the young who say that life is long, Who turn from the sun-rising to the West, Who feel no pleasure and can find no rest. Who in the morning sigh for evensong. Their hearts, weary because of this world's wrong. Yearn with a thousand longings unexprest ; They have a wound no mortal ever drest, An ill than all earth's remedies more strong. For them the fount of gladness hath run dry, And in all Nature is no pleasant thing ; For them there is no glory in the sky, No sweetness in the breezes' murmuring : They say, " The peace of heaven is placed too high. And this earth changeth and is perishing."