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It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.
It is foolish to tear one's hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.
Great, good, and just, could I but rate
My grief with thy too rigid fate,
I'd weep read more
Great, good, and just, could I but rate
My grief with thy too rigid fate,
I'd weep the world in such a strain
As it should deluge once again;
But since thy loud-tongued blood demands supplies
More from Briareus' hands than Argus' eyes,
I'll sing thy obsequies with trumpet sounds
And write thy epitaph in blood and wounds.
What need a man forestall his date of grief,
And run to meet what he would most avoid?
What need a man forestall his date of grief,
And run to meet what he would most avoid?
This grief is crowned with consolation, you old smock brings
forth a new petticoat, and indeed the tears live read more
This grief is crowned with consolation, you old smock brings
forth a new petticoat, and indeed the tears live in an onion that
should water this sorrow.
Great grief does not of itself put an end itself.
[Lat., Magnus sibi ipse non facit finem dolor.]
Great grief does not of itself put an end itself.
[Lat., Magnus sibi ipse non facit finem dolor.]
Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is
forced to multiply its strength.
[Lat., Strangulat inclusus read more
Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is
forced to multiply its strength.
[Lat., Strangulat inclusus dolor, atque exaestuat intus,
Cogitur et vires multiplicare suas.]
If our inward griefs were seen written on our brow, how many
would be pitied who are now envied!
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If our inward griefs were seen written on our brow, how many
would be pitied who are now envied!
[It., Se a ciascun l'interno affanno
Si leggesse in fronte scritto,
Quanti mai, che invidia fanno,
Ci farebbero pieta!]
To spare oneself from grief at all cost can be achieved only at the price of total detachment, which excludes read more
To spare oneself from grief at all cost can be achieved only at the price of total detachment, which excludes the ability to experience happiness
Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know read more
Excess of grief for the dead is madness; for it is an injury to the living, and the dead know it not.