No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears,
No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's wars.
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No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears,
No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's wars.
Not the bright stars which Night's blue arch adorn,
Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn,
Shine with such lustre as the tear that flows
Down Virtue's manly cheek for others' woes.

There are more tears shed over answered prayers than over unanswered prayers.

There are more tears shed over answered prayers than over unanswered prayers.

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.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

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.

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

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

Tears may be dried up, but the heart - never.

Tears may be dried up, but the heart - never.

Nothing dries sooner than a tear.
[Lat., Nihil enim lacryma citius arescit.]

Nothing dries sooner than a tear.
[Lat., Nihil enim lacryma citius arescit.]

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

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