Meagre were his looks,
Sharp misery had worn him to the bones;
And in his needy shop a tortoise hung,
An alligator stuffed, and other skins
Of ill-shaped fishes; and about his shelves
A beggarly account of boxes,
Green earthen pots, bladders, and musty seeds,
Remnants of packthread, and old cakes of roses
Were thinly scattered, to make up a show.
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This, this is misery! the last, the worst,
That man can feel.
This, this is misery! the last, the worst,
That man can feel.
We ought never to scoff at the wretched, for who can be sure of
continued happiness?
[Fr., Il read more
We ought never to scoff at the wretched, for who can be sure of
continued happiness?
[Fr., Il ne se faut jamais moquer des miserables,
Car qui peut s'assurer d'etre toujours heureux?]
It is seldom that the miserable of the world can help regarding their misery as a wrong inflicted by those read more
It is seldom that the miserable of the world can help regarding their misery as a wrong inflicted by those who are less miserable.
I don't think of all the misery, but of all the beauty that still remains
I don't think of all the misery, but of all the beauty that still remains
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.
He that is down need fear no fall.
He that is down need fear no fall.
Man is only miserable so far as he thinks himself so.
Man is only miserable so far as he thinks himself so.
There is no greater grief than to remember days of joy when misery is at hand.
There is no greater grief than to remember days of joy when misery is at hand.
The miserable have no other medicine, But only hope.
The miserable have no other medicine, But only hope.
