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The man who melts
With social sympathy, though not allied,
Is more worth than a thousand kinsmen.
The man who melts
With social sympathy, though not allied,
Is more worth than a thousand kinsmen.
Jobling, there are chords in the human mind.
Jobling, there are chords in the human mind.
Friendship improves happiness and abates misery, by the doubling of our joy and the dividing of our grief.
Friendship improves happiness and abates misery, by the doubling of our joy and the dividing of our grief.
The secrets of life are not shown except to sympathy and
likeness.
The secrets of life are not shown except to sympathy and
likeness.
The more sympathy you give, the less you need.
The more sympathy you give, the less you need.
But there is one thing which we are responsible for, and that is
for our sympathies, for the manner read more
But there is one thing which we are responsible for, and that is
for our sympathies, for the manner in which we regard it, and for
the tone in which we discuss it. What shall we say, then, with
regard to it? On which side shall we stand?
Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
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Or, if there were a sympathy in choice,
War, death, or sickness did lay siege to it,
Making it momentany as a sound,
Swift as a shadow, short as any dream,
Brief as the lightning in the collied night,
That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth,
And ere a man hath power to say 'Behold!'
The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.
Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow
For other's good, and melt at other's woe.
Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow
For other's good, and melt at other's woe.
In the desert a fountain is springing,
In the wide waste there still is a tree,
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In the desert a fountain is springing,
In the wide waste there still is a tree,
And a bird in the solitude singing,
Which speaks to my spirit of thee.