But, Madam, let your grief be laid aside,And let the fountain of your tears be dry'd,In vain they flow to wet the dusty plain,Your sighs are wafted to the skies in vain,Your pains they witness, but they can no more,While Death reigns tyrant o'er this mortal shore.
Were we to choose our leaders on the basis of their reading experience and not their political programs, there would be much less grief on earth. I believenot empirically, alas, but only theoreticallythat for someone who has read a lot of Dickens to shoot his like in the name of an idea is harder than for someone who has read no Dickens.
Yet hope not life from grief or danger free, Nor think the doom of man reversed for thee: Deign on the passing world to turn thine eyes, And pause awhile from letters, to be wise; There mark what ills the scholar's life assail, Toil, envy, want, the patron and the jail.
I sometimes hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel; The Princess For words, like Nature, half reveal And half conceal the Soul within. But, for the unquiet heart and brain, A use in measured language lies; The sad mechanic exercise, Like dull narcotics, numbing pain.Tennyson
O that 'twere possible After long grief and pain To find the arms of my true love Round me once again!Tennyson
How stupid it was for the king to tear out his hair in grief, as if baldness were a cure for sorrow.bion of borysthenes
Here.It will blind you with tearslike a lover.It will make your reflectiona wobbling photo of grief.carol ann duffy
Surely Scripture is right when it makes the sin of sins that unbelief, which is at bottom nothing else than a refusal to take the cup of salvation. Surely no sharper grief can be inflicted upon the Spirit of God than when we leave His gifts neglected and unappropriated.alexander maclaren
Do right! and thou hast naught to fear;Right hath a power that makes thee strong.The night is dark, but light is near;The grief is short, the joy is long.thomas cogswell upham
I almost shudder at the thought of alluding to the most fatal example of the abuses of grief which the history of mankind has preserved the Cross. Consider what calamities that engine of grief has produced!john adams
To the Gods we ne'er can render Praise for every good they grant; Let us, with devotion tender, Minister to grief and want. Quenched be hate and wrath forever, Pardoned be our mortal foe May our tears upbraid him never, No repentance bring him low!friedrich von schiller
Ah, woe is me! Winter is come and gone, But grief returns with the revolving year.Percy Bysshe Shelley
But I have that honourable grief lodg'd here which burns worse than tears drown.william shakespeare
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she: Be not her maid, since she is envious.william shakespeare
I sometimes hold it half a sin To put in words the grief I feel; For words, like Nature, half reveal And half conceal the Soul within. * * * * * In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er, Like coarsest clothes against the cold; But that large grief which these enfold Is given in outline and no more.
What is resignation? It is putting God between one's self and one's grief.
The whole history of lamentation, and mourning, and woe, from the beginning of the world the funeral ceremonies in which the living symbolize the intensity of their grief the monuments they rear to tell the world for centuries to come of the calamity they have suffered from the stroke of death are enduring attestations that it is not so much in the removal of one sentient and living being off the earth, as in the change the calamitous change to the survivors that death is truly the King of Terrors.
Faith draws the poison from every grief, takes the sting from every loss, and quenches the fire of every pain; and only faith can do it.
Triumphs for nothing, and lamenting toys, Is jollity for apes and grief for boys.
A plague of sighing and grief! It blows a man up like a bladder.
In buskined measures move Pale grief and pleasing Pain, With Horror, tyrant of the throbbing breast.thomas gray
grief is the price we pay for love
grief tears his heart, and drives him to and fro, in all the raging impotence of woe.