A stoic of the woods,--a man without a tear.

A stoic of the woods,--a man without a tear.

The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.

The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.

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!

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

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!

Tears are words the heart can't express

Tears are words the heart can't express

So bright the tear in Beauty's eye,
Love half regrets to kiss it dry.

So bright the tear in Beauty's eye,
Love half regrets to kiss it dry.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

Tears are the silent language of grief

Tears are the silent language of grief