Tears are words the heart can't express

Tears are words the heart can't express

She was a good deal shock'd; not shock'd at tears,
For women shed and use them at their liking;
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She was a good deal shock'd; not shock'd at tears,
For women shed and use them at their liking;
But there is something when man's eye appears
Wet, still more disagreeable and striking.

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

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

Tears are the summer showers to the soul.

Tears are the summer showers to the soul.

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

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

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

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears,
No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's wars.
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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.

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!