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.

Thank God for grace,
Ye who weep only! If, as some have done,
Ye grope tear-blinded in read more

Thank God for grace,
Ye who weep only! If, as some have done,
Ye grope tear-blinded in a desert place
And touch but tombs,--look up! Those tears will run
Soon in long rivers down the lifted face,
And leave the vision clear for stars and sun.

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.

Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.

Never a tears bedims the eye
That time and patience will not dry.

Never a tears bedims the eye
That time and patience will not dry.

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

Words that weep, and tears that speak.

Words that weep, and tears that speak.

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?

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

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