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Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
In private grief with careless scorn. In public seem to triumph and not to mourn.
In private grief with careless scorn. In public seem to triumph and not to mourn.
What I want back is what I was
Before the bed, before the knife,
Before the brooch-pin and the salve
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What I want back is what I was
Before the bed, before the knife,
Before the brooch-pin and the salve
Fixed me in this parenthesis;
Horses fluent in the wind,
A place, a time gone out of mind.
Life is a jest; and all things show it.
I thought so once; but now I know it.
Life is a jest; and all things show it.
I thought so once; but now I know it.
You grow up on the day you have your first real laugh at, yourself.
You grow up on the day you have your first real laugh at, yourself.
Tears are the summer showers to the soul.
Tears are the summer showers to the soul.
Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life read more
Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again.
I have often thought what a melancholy world this would be without children, and what an inhuman world without the read more
I have often thought what a melancholy world this would be without children, and what an inhuman world without the aged
Oh! too convincing--dangerously dear--
In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!
That weapon of her weakness she can read more
Oh! too convincing--dangerously dear--
In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!
That weapon of her weakness she can wield,
To save, subdue--at once her spear and shield.