He jests at scars that never felt a wound

He jests at scars that never felt a wound

They, the holy ones and weakly,
Who the cross of suffering bore,
Folded their pale hands so read more

They, the holy ones and weakly,
Who the cross of suffering bore,
Folded their pale hands so meekly,
Spake with us on earth no more!

Present sufferings seem far greater to men than those they merely
dread.
[Lat., Graviora quae patiantur videntur jam read more

Present sufferings seem far greater to men than those they merely
dread.
[Lat., Graviora quae patiantur videntur jam hominibus quam quae
metuant.]

Ho! why dost thou shiver and shake, Gaffer Grey?
And why does thy nose look so blue?

Ho! why dost thou shiver and shake, Gaffer Grey?
And why does thy nose look so blue?

I have suffered too much in this world not to hope for another.

I have suffered too much in this world not to hope for another.

We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it in full.

We are healed of a suffering only by experiencing it in full.

To each his suff'rings; all are men,
Condemn'd alike to groan;
The tender for another's pain,
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To each his suff'rings; all are men,
Condemn'd alike to groan;
The tender for another's pain,
Th' unfeeling for his own.
Yet ah! why should they know their fate,
Since sorrow never comes too late,
And happiness too swiftly flies?
Thought would destroy their paradise.

Be patient, my soul: thou hath suffered worse than this.

Be patient, my soul: thou hath suffered worse than this.

Can it be, O Christ in heaven, that the holiest suffer most,
That the strongest wander furthest, and more read more

Can it be, O Christ in heaven, that the holiest suffer most,
That the strongest wander furthest, and more hopelessly are lost?