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.

Tears are the silent language of grief

Tears are the silent language of grief

A stoic of the woods,--a man without a tear.

A stoic of the woods,--a man without a tear.

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

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

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

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

Oh! too convincing--dangerously dear--
In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!
That weapon of her weakness she can read more

Oh! too convincing--dangerously dear--
In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!
That weapon of her weakness she can wield,
To save, subdue--at once her spear and shield.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

Let tears flow of their own accord: their flowing is not inconsistent with inward peace and harmony.

Let tears flow of their own accord: their flowing is not inconsistent with inward peace and harmony.

Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life read more

Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again.