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."

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?

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

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

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

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

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.

Never a tears bedims the eye
That time and patience will not dry.

Never a tears bedims the eye
That time and patience will not dry.

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

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.

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.