“Prostrate on earth the bleeding warrior lies, And Isr'el's beauty on the mountains dies. How are the mighty fallen! Hush'd be my sorrow, gently fall my tears, Lest my sad tale should reach the alien's ears: Bid Fame be dumb, and tremble to proclaim In heathen Gath, or Ascalon, our shame Lest proud Philistia, lest our haughty foe, With impious scorn insult our solemn woe.” ShouldEarthLyingDiesFallTearsProudSorrowFameMountainEarsShameTalesWarriorAliensDumbFallenInsultWoeFoeScornSolemnBleedingHushHeathenHaughty Author:William Somervile
“When I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow: when I see kings lying by those who deposed them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or the holy men that divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little competitions, factions, and debates of mankind.” MenWorldHeartLittlesBeautifulLyingDesireParentSidesGriefCompassionMankindKingsMy HeartSorrowHolyCompetitionWitDebateVanityGrievingDividedContestsDisputesRivalsTombsFactionsAstonishmentEpitaphTombstoneHoly ManHeart Melt Book:The Spectator: With a Biographical and Critical Preface, and Explanatory Notes ... Source: The Spectator: With a Biographical and Critical Preface, and Explanatory Notes ...
“For a song I was bought Now I lie when I talk With a careful eye on the cue card. Onto a stage I was pushed, With my sorrow well rehearsed. So give me all your pity and your money, now (all of it).” GivingWellsEyeLyingSongStageSorrowGive MeCarefulPityCards Author:Conor Oberst
“The sea has been called deceitful and treacherous, but there lies in this trait only the character of a great natural power, which, to speak according to our own feelings, renews its strength, and, without reference to joy or sorrow, follows eternal laws which are imposed by a higher Power.” Has BeensCharacterFeelingsLawJoyLyingSpeakNaturalSeaHigherSorrowEternalTraitsTreacherousHigher PowerDeceitful Author:Wilhelm von Humboldt
“Labor is rest--from the sorrow that greet us; Rest from all petty vexations that meet us, Rest from sin-promptings that ever entreat us, Rest from the world-sirens that hire us to ill. Work--and pure slumbers shall wait on thy pillow; Work--thou shalt ride over Care's coming billow; Lie not down wearied 'neath Woe's weeping willow! Work with a stout heart and resolute will!” WorldHeartCareLyingWaitingSinSorrowPureLaborIllWoePettyWeepingPillowSlumberResoluteSirensStoutVexationWeeping Willows Author:Frances Sargent Osgood
“The pleasant converse of the fireside, the simple songs of home, the words of encouragement as I bend over my school-tasks, the kiss as I lie down to rest, the patient bearing with the freaks of my restless nature, the gentle counsels mingled with reproofs and approvals, the sympathy that meets and assuages every sorrow, and sweetens every little success--all these return to me amid the responsibilities which press upon me now, and I feel as if I had once lived in heaven, and, straying, had lost my way.” IfsWayFeelsLittlesHomeSchoolLyingSongLostHeavenSimpleResponsibilityReturnSorrowKissingTasksEncouragementPressesPatientMy WayGentlePleasantFreakApprovalRestlessConversesWords Of EncouragementReproofReturn To Me Author:J. G. Holland