Tears

There is a tear for all who die,
A mourner o'er the humblest grave.

Tears

I cannot weep; for all my body's moisture
Scarce serves to quench my furnace-burning heart.

Tears

For Beauty's tears are lovelier than her smile.

Tears

See, see what showers arise,
Blown with the windy tempest of my heart.

Tears

Words that weep and tears that speak.

Tears Words

What I should say
My tears gainsay; for every word I speak,
Ye see, I drink the water of mine eyes.

Tears

And the tear that is wiped with a little address,
May be follow'd perhaps by a smile.

Tears

He has strangled
His language in his tears.

Language Tears

The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.

Tears

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

Tears