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A stoic of the woods,--a man without a tear.
A stoic of the woods,--a man without a tear.
Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life read more
Perhaps our eyes need to be washed by our tears once in a while, so that we can see Life with a clearer view again.
A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]
A child of those tears.
[Lat., Filius istarum lacrymarum.]
No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears,
No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's wars.
Not the read more
No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears,
No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's wars.
Not the bright stars which Night's blue arch adorn,
Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn,
Shine with such lustre as the tear that flows
Down Virtue's manly cheek for others' woes.
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?
We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!
We weep when we are born,
Not when we die!
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.
Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.
Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.
The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.
The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.
