E'en like the passage of an angel's tearThat falls through the clear ether silently.
Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time.
Love is my religion - I could die for it.
To that large utterance of the early gods!
Call the world if you Please "The vale of Soul-making."
A hope beyond the shadow of a dream.
Heaven is not gone, but we are blind with tears,Groping our way along the downward slope of Years!
My tears must stop, for every dropHinders needle and thread.
If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.
I cannot weep; for all my body's moistureScarce serves to quench my furnace-burning heart.
Accept these grateful tears! for thee they flow,For thee, that ever felt another's woe!
For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.
When summoned hence to thine eternal sleep,Oh, may'st thou smile while all around thee weep.
Never a tear bedims the eyeThat time and patience will not dry.
But woe awaits a country, whenShe sees the tears of bearded men.
And the tear that is wiped with a little address,May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.
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