“The old Old winds that blew When chaos was, what do They tell the clattered trees that I Should weep?” GriefTearsWind Book:Verse Source: Verse
“Oh Lady, let the sad tears fall To speak thy pain, Gently as through the silver dusk The silver rain. Oh, let thy bosom breathe its grief In such soft sigh As hath the wind in gardens where Pale roses die.” GriefTears Book:Verse Source: Verse
“Thou hast Drawn laughter from A well of secret tears And thence so elvish it rings, -mocking And sweet.” JoyTearsSorrowLaughter Book:Verse Source: Verse
