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!

He jests at scars that never felt a wound

He jests at scars that never felt a wound

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?

Have patience and endure; this unhappiness will one day be
beneficial.
[Lat., Perfer et obdura; dolor hic tibi read more

Have patience and endure; this unhappiness will one day be
beneficial.
[Lat., Perfer et obdura; dolor hic tibi proderit olim.]

Knowledge by suffering entereth,
And life is perfected by Death.

Knowledge by suffering entereth,
And life is perfected by Death.

Think occasionally of the suffering of which you spare yourself the sight.

Think occasionally of the suffering of which you spare yourself the sight.

And he said, Who art thou, Lord? And the Lord said, I am Jesus
whom thou persecutest: it is read more

And he said, Who art thou, Lord? And the Lord said, I am Jesus
whom thou persecutest: it is hard for thee to kick against the
pricks.

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.

And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.

And taste
The melancholy joys of evils pass'd,
For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.