The secrets of life are not shown except to sympathy and
likeness.

The secrets of life are not shown except to sympathy and
likeness.

Pity and need
Make all flesh kin. There in no caste in blood.

Pity and need
Make all flesh kin. There in no caste in blood.

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.

The man who melts
With social sympathy, though not allied,
Is more worth than a thousand kinsmen.

The man who melts
With social sympathy, though not allied,
Is more worth than a thousand kinsmen.

We pine for kindred natures
To mingle with our own.

We pine for kindred natures
To mingle with our own.

Harmony of aim, not identity of conclusion, is the secret of sympathetic life.

Harmony of aim, not identity of conclusion, is the secret of sympathetic life.

There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.

There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.

He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.

He watch'd and wept, he pray'd and felt for all.

The more sympathy you give, the less you need.

The more sympathy you give, the less you need.