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.

Tears are the silent language of grief

Tears are the silent language of grief

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

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

A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]

A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]

Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of Earth, read more

Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of Earth, overlaying our hard hearts.

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

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

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

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

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

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.