Tears are words the heart can't express

Tears are words the heart can't express

Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.

Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.

Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.

Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.

To Sorrow
I bade good-morrow,
And though to leave her far away behind;
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To Sorrow
I bade good-morrow,
And though to leave her far away behind;
But cheerly, cheerly,
She loves me dearly:
She is so constant to me, and so kind.

Oh, that was a good time, when I was unhappy.
[Fr., Oh c'etait le bon temps, j'etais bien malheureuse.]
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Oh, that was a good time, when I was unhappy.
[Fr., Oh c'etait le bon temps, j'etais bien malheureuse.]
- credited to Sophie Arnould,

There is no greater sorrow
Than to be mindful of the happy time
In misery.
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There is no greater sorrow
Than to be mindful of the happy time
In misery.
[Lat., Nessun maggior dolore
Che ricordarsi del tempo felice
Nella miseria.]

In every adversity of fortune, to have been happy is the most
unhappy kind of misfortune.
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In every adversity of fortune, to have been happy is the most
unhappy kind of misfortune.
[Lat., In omni adversitate fortunae, infelicissimum genus est
infortunii fuisse felicem.]

How beautiful, if sorrow had not made
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.

How beautiful, if sorrow had not made
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.

When sparrows build and the leaves break forth
My old sorrow wakes and cries.

When sparrows build and the leaves break forth
My old sorrow wakes and cries.