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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!]
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.
Oh, well has it been said, that there is no grief like the grief
which does not speak!
Oh, well has it been said, that there is no grief like the grief
which does not speak!
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.
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?
My grief lies all within, And these external manners of lament Are merely shadows to the unseen grief That swells read more
My grief lies all within, And these external manners of lament Are merely shadows to the unseen grief That swells with silence in the tortured soul
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.]
There is no grief like the grief that does not speak
There is no grief like the grief that does not speak
The risk of love is loss, and the price of loss is grief -But the pain of griefIs only a read more
The risk of love is loss, and the price of loss is grief -But the pain of griefIs only a shadowWhen compared with the painOf never risking love.