One often calms one's grief by recounting it. Pierre Corneille (1606-84) ~Polyeucte, I:3~
There is no greater sorrow than to recall a time of happiness when in misery. Dante (1265-1321) ~Divine Comedy, Inferno, V~
(Adieu tristesse Bonjour tristesse Tu es inscrite dans les lignes du plafond.) Farewell sadness Good day sadness You are written in the lines of the ceiling. Paul Eluard (Eugene Grindel; 1895-1952) ~La Vie Immediate~
A moment of time may make us unhappy forever. John Gay (1685-1732) ~The Beggar's Opera~
Tears such as angels weep, burst forth. John Milton (1608-74) ~Paradise Lost, Bk.1~
Art thou weary, art thou languid, art thou sore distressed? John Mason Neale (1818-66) ~Art Thou Weary?~
Line after line my gushing eyes o'erflow, Led through a sad variety of woe. Alexander Pope (1688-1744) ~Eloisa to Abelard~
It is such a secret place, the land of tears. Antoine de Saint-Exupery (1900-44) ~The Little Prince, Ch.7~
When sorrows come, they come not single spies, But in battalions. William Shakespeare (1564-1616) ~Hamlet, IV:5~
If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. William Shakespeare ~Julius Caesar, III:2~
If I had known what trouble you were bearing; What griefs were in the silence of your face; I would have been more gentle, and more caring, And tried to give you gladness for a space. I would have brought more warmth into the place, If I had known. If I had known what thoughts despairing drew you; (Why do we never try to understand?) I would have lent a little friendship to you, And slipped my hand within your hand, And made your stay more pleasant in the land, If I had known.
You entered my life in a casual way, And saw at a glance what I needed; There were others who passed me or met me each day, But never a one of them heeded. Perhaps you were thinking of other folks more, Or chance simply seemed to decree it; I know there were many such chances before, But the others - well, they didn't see it.
You said just the thing that I wished you would say, And you made me believe that you meant it; I held up my head in the old gallant way, And resolved you should never repent it. There are times when encouragement means such a lot, And a word is enough to convey it; There were others who could have, as easy as not - But, just the same, they didn't say it.
There may have been someone who could have done more, To help me along, though I doubt it; What I needed was cheering, and always before They had let me plod onward without it. You helped to refashion the dream of my heart, And made me turn eagerly to it; There were others who might have (I question that part) - But, after all, they didn't do it!
Grace Sticker Dawson
I read through the last one I was after by Kingsley, but it really didn't fit the situation.