Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.

Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.

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?

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

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

There is a tear for all who die,
A mourner o'er the humblest grave.
- Lord read more

There is a tear for all who die,
A mourner o'er the humblest grave.
- Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

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

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

Words that weep, and tears that speak.

Words that weep, and tears that speak.

Tears are the silent language of grief

Tears are the silent language of grief

She was a good deal shock'd; not shock'd at tears,
For women shed and use them at their liking;
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She was a good deal shock'd; not shock'd at tears,
For women shed and use them at their liking;
But there is something when man's eye appears
Wet, still more disagreeable and striking.