And friends, dear friends,--when it shall be
That this low breath is gone from me,
And gone read more

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."

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

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

Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of Earth, read more

Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of Earth, overlaying our hard hearts.

Tears are the silent language of grief

Tears are the silent language of grief

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

Tears are words that are too deep to be spoken...

Tears are words that are too deep to be spoken...

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

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

We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!

We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!

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?