Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
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Blest tears of soul-felt penitence!
In whose benign, redeeming flow
Is felt the first, the only sense
Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.

Those, who in quarrels interpose,
Must often wipe a bloody nose.

Those, who in quarrels interpose,
Must often wipe a bloody nose.

Every tub must stand upon its bottom.

Every tub must stand upon its bottom.

There is no such thing as perfect happiness.

There is no such thing as perfect happiness.

Still harping on my daughter.

Still harping on my daughter.

I shudder when relating it.

I shudder when relating it.

The ears that gape after secrets retain not faithfully what is
entrusted to them.

The ears that gape after secrets retain not faithfully what is
entrusted to them.

The comforters head never akes.

The comforters head never akes.

Or wherefore trace, from what slight cause
Its source one tyrant passion draws,
Till mastering all within.

Or wherefore trace, from what slight cause
Its source one tyrant passion draws,
Till mastering all within.