So bright the tear in Beauty's eye,
Love half regrets to kiss it dry.

So bright the tear in Beauty's eye,
Love half regrets to kiss it dry.

We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!

We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!

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

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

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.

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!

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.

Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.

Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.

Tears are words that are too deep to be spoken...

Tears are words that are too deep to be spoken...

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.