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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.
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.
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!
There is a tear for all who die,
A mourner o'er the humblest grave.
- Lord read more
There is a tear for all who die,
A mourner o'er the humblest grave.
- Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),
Nothing dries sooner than a tear.
[Lat., Nihil enim lacryma citius arescit.]
Nothing dries sooner than a tear.
[Lat., Nihil enim lacryma citius arescit.]
Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan,
Sorrow calls no time that's gone:
Violets plucked the sweetest read more
Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan,
Sorrow calls no time that's gone:
Violets plucked the sweetest rain
Makes not fresh nor grow again.
What precious drops are those,
Which silently each other's track pursue,
Bright as young diamonds in their read more
What precious drops are those,
Which silently each other's track pursue,
Bright as young diamonds in their faint dew?
Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.
Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.