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Pain is no longer pain when it is past.
Pain is no longer pain when it is past.
Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the luxury of health.
Pain adds rest unto pleasure, and teaches the luxury of health.
The mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain,
And the anguish of the singer marks the sweetness read more
The mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain,
And the anguish of the singer marks the sweetness of the strain.
- Sarah Williams ("Saidie"),
Man endures pain as an undeserved punishment; woman accepts it as a natural heritage.
Man endures pain as an undeserved punishment; woman accepts it as a natural heritage.
When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same.
When there is pain, there are no words. All pain is the same.
Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.
Beneath the milk-white thorn that scents the evening gale.
from the poem
The Cotter’s Saturday Night.
Never a lip is curved with pain That can't be kissed into smiles again.
Never a lip is curved with pain That can't be kissed into smiles again.
Nature knows best, and she says, roar!
Nature knows best, and she says, roar!
The pain and hurt which i feel,
go as deep as it is real;
to be around and read more
The pain and hurt which i feel,
go as deep as it is real;
to be around and yet unseen,
takes the water out of the steam.
