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.

Words that weep, and tears that speak.

Words that weep, and tears that speak.

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved read more

When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.

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.

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 summer showers to the soul.

Tears are the summer showers to the soul.

Fountains of tears.
[Lat., Fons lacrymarum.]

Fountains of tears.
[Lat., Fons lacrymarum.]

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

And weep the more, because I weep in vain.

And weep the more, because I weep in vain.