The pain and hurt which i feel,
go as deep as it is real;
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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.

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.

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.

Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies
Between the pain of hell and Paradise.

Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies
Between the pain of hell and Paradise.

So great was the extremity of his pain and anguish, that he did
not only sigh but roar.

So great was the extremity of his pain and anguish, that he did
not only sigh but roar.

The scourge of life, and death's extreme disgrace,
The smoke of hell,--that monster called Paine.

The scourge of life, and death's extreme disgrace,
The smoke of hell,--that monster called Paine.

A man of pleasure is a man of pains.

A man of pleasure is a man of pains.

Much benevolence of the passive order may be traced to a disinclination to inflict pain upon oneself.

Much benevolence of the passive order may be traced to a disinclination to inflict pain upon oneself.

They can't hurt you unless you let them.

They can't hurt you unless you let them.