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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 is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torment of man
Hope is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torment of man
If you do not hope, you will not find what is beyond your hopes
If you do not hope, you will not find what is beyond your hopes
We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.
We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.
Hope is the feeling that the feeling you have isn't permanent.
Hope is the feeling that the feeling you have isn't permanent.
Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and never stops read more
Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all.
Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a desire fulfilled is a tree of life.
Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a desire fulfilled is a tree of life.
But thou, O hope, with eyes so fair,
What was thy delighted measure?
Still it whisper'd promised read more
But thou, O hope, with eyes so fair,
What was thy delighted measure?
Still it whisper'd promised pleasure,
And bade the lovely scenes at distance hail!