We look through gloom and storm-drift
Beyond the years:
The soul would have no rainbow
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We look through gloom and storm-drift
Beyond the years:
The soul would have no rainbow
Hard the eyes no tears.

Tears are the silent language of grief

Tears are the silent language of grief

There are more tears shed over answered prayers than over unanswered prayers.

There are more tears shed over answered prayers than over unanswered prayers.

The tears fall, they're so easy to wipe off onto my sleeve, but how do I erase the stain from read more

The tears fall, they're so easy to wipe off onto my sleeve, but how do I erase the stain from my heart?

If you wish me to weep, you must first show grief yourself.

If you wish me to weep, you must first show grief yourself.

And friends, dear friends,--when it shall be
That this low breath is gone from me,
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And friends, dear friends,--when it shall be
That this low breath is gone from me,
And gone my bier ye come to weep,
Let One, most loving of you all,
Say, "Not a tear must o'er her fall;
He giveth His beloved sleep."

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

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 may be dried up, but the heart - never.

Tears may be dried up, but the heart - never.