A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]

A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]

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?

Tears are the silent language of grief

Tears are the silent language of grief

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

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

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

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

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

Words that weep, and tears that speak.

Words that weep, and tears that speak.

Let tears flow of their own accord: their flowing is not inconsistent with inward peace and harmony.

Let tears flow of their own accord: their flowing is not inconsistent with inward peace and harmony.

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.