Is there anything like Auden for when you're depressed?

[jrtomlin]

I used lines from this as a title the other day and at least part of the time it's one of my favorite poems (otherwise my favorite is likely to be The Hidden Law or Death's Echo)

Dear, though the night is gone,
Its dream still haunts today,
That brought us to a room
Cavernous, lofty as
A railway terminus,
And crowded in that gloom
Were beds, and we in one
In a far corner lay.

Our whisper woke no clocks,
We kissed and I was glad
At everything you did,
Indifferent to those
Who sat with hostile eyes
In pairs on every bed,
Arms round each other's neck,
Inert and vaguely sad.

O but what worm of guilt
Or what malignant doubt
Am I the victim of,
That you then, unabashed,
Did what I never wished,
Confessed another love;
And I, submissive, felt
Unwanted and went out?

W. H. Auden

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Well, maybe a tub of chocolate ice cream will help.