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Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan,
Sorrow calls no time that's gone:
Violets plucked the sweetest read more
Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan,
Sorrow calls no time that's gone:
Violets plucked the sweetest rain
Makes not fresh nor grow again.
Tears may be dried up, but the heart - never.
Tears may be dried up, but the heart - never.
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.
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!
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.
Tears are words that are too deep to be spoken...
Tears are words that are too deep to be spoken...
A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]
A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]
