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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.
Nothing dries sooner than a tear.
[Lat., Nihil enim lacryma citius arescit.]
Nothing dries sooner than a tear.
[Lat., Nihil enim lacryma citius arescit.]
Tears are the safety valve of the heart when too much pressure is laid on it.
Tears are the safety valve of the heart when too much pressure is laid on it.
A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]
A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]
Tears are the silent language of grief
Tears are the silent language of grief
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!
Fountains of tears.
[Lat., Fons lacrymarum.]
Fountains of tears.
[Lat., Fons lacrymarum.]
Dear Lord, though I be changed to senseless clay,
And serve the Potter as he turn his wheel,
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Dear Lord, though I be changed to senseless clay,
And serve the Potter as he turn his wheel,
I thank Thee for the gracious gift of tears!
What precious drops are those,
Which silently each other's track pursue,
Bright as young diamonds in their read more
What precious drops are those,
Which silently each other's track pursue,
Bright as young diamonds in their faint dew?
