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Who never ate his bread in sorrow,
Who never spent the darksome hours
Weeping, and watching for read more

Who never ate his bread in sorrow,
Who never spent the darksome hours
Weeping, and watching for the morrow,--
He knows ye not, ye gloomy Powers.
[Ger., Wer nie sein Brod mit Thranen ass,
Wer nicht die kummervollen Nachte
Auf seinem Bette weinend sass,
Der kennt euch nicht, ihr himmlischen Machte.]

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Men die, but sorrow never dies;
The crowding years divide in vain,
And the wide world is read more

Men die, but sorrow never dies;
The crowding years divide in vain,
And the wide world is knit with ties
Of common brotherhood in pain.

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To Sorrow
I bade good-morrow,
And though to leave her far away behind;
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To Sorrow
I bade good-morrow,
And though to leave her far away behind;
But cheerly, cheerly,
She loves me dearly:
She is so constant to me, and so kind.

by John Keats Found in: Sorrow Quotes,
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O, sorrow!
Why dost borrow
Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?

O, sorrow!
Why dost borrow
Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?

by John Keats Found in: Sorrow Quotes,
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There is no greater sorrow
Than to be mindful of the happy time
In misery.
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There is no greater sorrow
Than to be mindful of the happy time
In misery.
[Lat., Nessun maggior dolore
Che ricordarsi del tempo felice
Nella miseria.]

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How beautiful, if sorrow had not made
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.

How beautiful, if sorrow had not made
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.

by John Keats Found in: Sorrow Quotes,
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For of Fortune's sharpe adversite,
The worste kynde of infortune is this,
A man to hav bent read more

For of Fortune's sharpe adversite,
The worste kynde of infortune is this,
A man to hav bent in prosperite,
And it remembren whan it passed is.

by Geoffrey Chaucer Found in: Sorrow Quotes,
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Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.

Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.

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The sorrowful dislike the gay, and the gay the sorrowful.
[Lat., Oderunt hilarem tristes tristemque jocosi.]

The sorrowful dislike the gay, and the gay the sorrowful.
[Lat., Oderunt hilarem tristes tristemque jocosi.]

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