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Oh! too convincing--dangerously dear--
In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!
That weapon of her weakness she can read more
Oh! too convincing--dangerously dear--
In woman's eye the unanswerable tear!
That weapon of her weakness she can wield,
To save, subdue--at once her spear and shield.
A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]
A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]
Anger, tears and sadness are only for those who have given up
Anger, tears and sadness are only for those who have given up
Nothing dries sooner than a tear.
[Lat., Nihil enim lacryma citius arescit.]
Nothing dries sooner than a tear.
[Lat., Nihil enim lacryma citius arescit.]
What gem hath dropp'd, and sparkles o'er his chain?
The tear most sacred, shed for other's pain,
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What gem hath dropp'd, and sparkles o'er his chain?
The tear most sacred, shed for other's pain,
That starts at once--bright pure--from Pity's mine,
Already polish'd by the hand divine!
Tears are the silent language of grief
Tears are the silent language of grief
No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears,
No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's wars.
Not the read more
No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears,
No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's wars.
Not the bright stars which Night's blue arch adorn,
Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn,
Shine with such lustre as the tear that flows
Down Virtue's manly cheek for others' woes.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved read more
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
If you wish me to weep, you must first show grief yourself.
If you wish me to weep, you must first show grief yourself.
