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A sympathetic heart is like a spring of pure water bursting forth from the mountain side.
A sympathetic heart is like a spring of pure water bursting forth from the mountain side.
For thou hast given me in this beauteous face
A world of earthly blessings to my soul,
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For thou hast given me in this beauteous face
A world of earthly blessings to my soul,
If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.
Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
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Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentany as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.
His morality is all sympathy, just what morality should be
His morality is all sympathy, just what morality should be
He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.
He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.
There is something terribly morbid in the modern sympathy with pain. One should sympathise with the colour, the beauty, the read more
There is something terribly morbid in the modern sympathy with pain. One should sympathise with the colour, the beauty, the joy of life. The less said about life's sores the better.
But there is one thing which we are responsible for, and that is
for our sympathies, for the manner read more
But there is one thing which we are responsible for, and that is
for our sympathies, for the manner in which we regard it, and for
the tone in which we discuss it. What shall we say, then, with
regard to it? On which side shall we stand?
A heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathise.
A heart at leisure from itself,
To soothe and sympathise.
Friendship improves happiness and abates misery, by the doubling of our joy and the dividing of our grief.
Friendship improves happiness and abates misery, by the doubling of our joy and the dividing of our grief.