It is such a secret place, the land of tears.

It is such a secret place, the land of tears.

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

There is a tear for all who die,
A mourner o'er the humblest grave.
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There is a tear for all who die,
A mourner o'er the humblest grave.
- Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),

We look through gloom and storm-drift
Beyond the years:
The soul would have no rainbow
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We look through gloom and storm-drift
Beyond the years:
The soul would have no rainbow
Hard the eyes no tears.

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved read more

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.

What gem hath dropp'd, and sparkles o'er his chain?
The tear most sacred, shed for other's pain,
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What gem hath dropp'd, and sparkles o'er his chain?
The tear most sacred, shed for other's pain,
That starts at once--bright pure--from Pity's mine,
Already polish'd by the hand divine!

Fountains of tears.
[Lat., Fons lacrymarum.]

Fountains of tears.
[Lat., Fons lacrymarum.]

If you wish me to weep, you must first show grief yourself.

If you wish me to weep, you must first show grief yourself.

And the tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.

And the tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.