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.
Sorrow was all my soul; I scarce believed, Till grief did tell me roundly, that I lived.George Herbert
Oh my grief, I've lost him surely. I've lost the only Playboy of the Western World.john millington synge
But no. Too soon I voun' my charm abroke.Noo comely soul in white like her—Noo soul a-steppen light like her—An' nwone o' comely height like her—Went by; but all my grief agean awoke.william barnes
Here.It will blind you with tearslike a lover.It will make your reflectiona wobbling photo of grief.carol ann duffy
True repentance has as its constituent elements not only grief and hatred of sin, but also an apprehension of the mercy of God in Christ. It hates the sin, and not simply the penalty; and it hates the sin most of all because it has discovered God's love.william mackergo taylor
The dead lay unburied, and each man as he recognized a friend among them shuddered with grief and horror; while the living whom they were leaving behind, wounded or sick, were to the living far more shocking than the dead, and more to be pitied than those who had perished.Thucydides
When I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow: when I see kings lying by those who deposed them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or the holy men that divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little competitions, factions, and debates of mankind.joseph addison
Thus I alone, where all my freedom grew, In prison pine, with bondage and restraint: And with remembrance of the greater grief, To banish the less, I find my chief relief.howard, henry, earl of surrey
Souls that have lived in virtue are in general happy, and when separated from the irrational part of their nature, and made clean from all matter, have communion with the gods and join them in the governing of the whole world. Yet even if none of this happiness fell to their lot, virtue itself, and the joy and glory of virtue, and the life that is subject to no grief and no master are enough to make happy those who have set themselves to live according to virtue and have achieved it.sallustius
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
If I should die to-night And you should come in deepest grief and woe And say: "Here's that ten dollars that I owe," I might arise in my large white cravat And say, "What's that?"
The tears of the young who go their way, last a day; But the grief is long of the old who stay.john townsend trowbridge
The best-laid schemes o' mice an' men, Gang aft a-gley, And leave us nought but grief and pain, For promised joy.Robert Burns
I really believe if, instead of shutting ourselves into our sorrows and keeping all the light of heaven out of our souls, we opened them to receive Him, Christ would so come to us that the season of our deepest grief and anguish would become one of the richest and most precious of our whole lives.
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!
People complain about their griefs and sorrows and how they pray to God but find no relief from pain. But grief itself is a gift from God. It is the symbol of His compassion.
What is resignation? It is putting God between one's self and one's grief.
When the swallows homeward fly, When the roses scattered lie, When from neither hill or dale, Chants the silvery nightingale: In these words my bleeding heart Would to thee its grief impart; When I thus thy image lose Can I, ah! can I, e'er know repose?
This grief is crowned with consolation.
Triumphs for nothing, and lamenting toys, Is jollity for apes and grief for boys.
In buskined measures move Pale grief and pleasing Pain, With Horror, tyrant of the throbbing breast.thomas gray