Sad is Eros , builder of cities, And weeping anarchic Aphrodite .
"You've been weeping, I see - that's our grand resource, you know. But doesn't it make your eyes smart? and do you always find it to answer?"anne brontë
Curious! I seem to hear a child weeping.
After playing Chopin, I feel as if I had been weeping over sins that I had never committed.
Child of mortality, whence comest thou? Why is thy countenance sad, and why are thine eyes red with weeping?anna letitia barbauld
My coming to England in this way is, as I realize, so unusual that nobody will easily understand it. I was confronted by a very hard decision. I do not think I could have arrived at my final choice unless I had continually kept before my eyes the vision of an endless line of children's coffins with weeping mothers behind them, both English and German, and another line of coffins of mothers with mourning children.rudolf hess
Guided by His wisdom, strong in His strength, there maybe for you struggle and suffering, the darkness and the storm. "The disciple is not above His Master." There may be weeping that shall endure for a night, but joy shall come in the morning. If the night cometh, so also the morning, "a morning without clouds," the morning of an eternal day.mark hopkins
To multitudes of sufferers on beds of pain and languishing, Jesus has been the great physician to-day; in many a weeping circle around precious dust, He has been the Divine comforter, and the tears have almost ceased to flow as this Jesus has touched the bier. Dying lips have whispered His name, and the valley of the shadow has been illumined as with the glory from the celestial shores.abbott eliot kittredge
Madam, in God's presence I speak: I never delighted in the weeping of any of God's creatures; yea I can scarcely well abide the tears of my own boys whom my own hand corrects, much less can I rejoice in your Majesty's weeping.john knox
Cupid has offered his arrows for Jesus to try;He has offered his bow for the game.But Jesus went weeping away, and left him there wondering why.harold monro
Spring is passing by! Birds are weeping and the eyes Of fish fill with tears.Matsuo Basho
When rowan leaves are dank and rusting And rowan berries red as blood, When in my palm the hangman's thrusting The final nail with bony thud, When, over the foul flooding river, Upon the wet grey height, I toss Before my land's grim looks, and shiver As I swing here upon the cross, Then, through the blood and weeping, stretches My dying sight to space remote; I see upon the river’s reaches Christ sailing to me in a boat.alexander blok
The glorious Angel, who was keeping The gates of Light, beheld her weeping; And, as he nearer drew and listen'd To her sad song, a tear-drop glisten'd Within his eyelids, like the spray From Eden's fountain, where it lies On the blue flow'r, which Bramins say Blooms nowhere but in Paradise.thomas moore
Beyond the smiling and the weeping, I shall be soon; Beyond the waking and the sleeping, Beyond the sowing and the reaping, I shall be soon! Love, rest, and home Sweet hope! Lord, tarry not, but come!
An immortality of pain and tears; an infinity of wretchedness and despair; the blackness of darkness across which conscience will forever shoot her clear and ghastly flashes, like lightning streaming over a desert when midnight and tempest are there; weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth; long, long eternity, and things that will make eternity seem longer, making each moment seem eternity, oh, miserable condition of the damned!
Let no one pay me honor with tears, nor celebrate my funeral rites with weeping.
How much better is it to weep at joy than to joy at weeping!
There’s some ill planet reigns: I must be patient till the heavens look With an aspect more favourable. Good my lords, I am not prone to weeping, as our sex Commonly are the want of which vain dew Perchance shall dry your pities but I have That honourable grief lodg’d here, which burns Worse than tears drown. Beseech you all, my lords, With thoughts so qualified as your charities Shall best instruct you, measure me; and so The king’s will be perform’d!
Wer nie sein Brot mitTr a« nen aÞ, Wer nie die kummervollen N a« chte, Auf seinem Bette weinen saÞ, Der kennt euch nicht, ihr himmlischen M a« chte. Who never ate his bread in sorrow, Who never spent the darksome hours weeping and watching for the morrow He knows ye not, ye heavenly powers.