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

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

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

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.

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

And the tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.

And the tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.

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."

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.

Nothing dries sooner than a tear.
[Lat., Nihil enim lacryma citius arescit.]

Nothing dries sooner than a tear.
[Lat., Nihil enim lacryma citius arescit.]