The heart bow'd down by weight of woe,
To weakest hope will cling,
To thought and impulse read more

The heart bow'd down by weight of woe,
To weakest hope will cling,
To thought and impulse while they flow,
That can no comfort bring,
That can, that can no comfort bring,
With those exciting scenes will blend,
O'er pleasure's pathway thrown;
But mem'ry is the only friend
That grief can call its own.

Hope, withering, fled--and Mercy sighed farewell.

Hope, withering, fled--and Mercy sighed farewell.

Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and read more

Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.

If it were not for hopes, the heart would break.

If it were not for hopes, the heart would break.

Hope is the dream of a man awake.

Hope is the dream of a man awake.

Turn you to the strong hold, ye prisoners of hope: even to day
do I declare that I will read more

Turn you to the strong hold, ye prisoners of hope: even to day
do I declare that I will render double unto thee;
When I have bent Judah for me, filled the bow with Ephraim, and
raised up thy sons, O Zion, against thy sons, O Greece, and made
thee as the sword of a mighty man.

I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never read more

I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all.

Ah, Hope! what would life be, stripped of thy encouraging smiles, that teach us to look behind the dark clouds read more

Ah, Hope! what would life be, stripped of thy encouraging smiles, that teach us to look behind the dark clouds of to-day, for the golden beams that are to gild the morrow.

For every bad thing in life, there are more good things to tip the balance.

For every bad thing in life, there are more good things to tip the balance.