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Tag Name "Tears" (1880)

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Whatever mourns when many leave these shores: Whatever shares The eternal reciprocity of tears.
Wilfred Owen
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These men are worth your tears. You are not worth their merriment.
Wilfred Owen
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And blessings on the falling out That all the more endears, When we fall out with those we love And kiss again with tears!
Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Your tears come easy, when you're young, and beginning the world. Your tears come easy, when you're old, and leaving it. I burst out crying.
Wilkie Collins
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We're going to tear those boys apart.
Will Carling
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All good poetry is forged slowly and patiently, link by link, with sweat and blood and tears.
Alfred Douglas
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If you are weak, dependent upon others, inclined to allow yourself to be dominated by opinion, to take root wherever you see a little soil, make for yourself a shield that will resist everything, for if you yield to your weaker nature you will not grow, you will dry up like a dead plant, and you will bear neither fruit nor flowers.
Alfred de Musset
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The most despairing songs are the most beautiful, and I know some immortal ones that are pure tears.
Alfred de Musset
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All mankind is crying out for guidance, for comfort, for peace.
Billy Graham
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When a man resolves to avenge himself, he should first of all tear out the heart from his breast.
Alexandre Dumas
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Without reflecting that this is the only moment in which you can study character, said the count on the steps of the scaffold death tears off the mask that has been worn through life, and the real visage is disclosed.
Alexandre Dumas
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So help me God,” I said slowly, clearly, when Cate looked up at me. “If you go back on your word, I will tear you apart. And I won’t stop, not ever, until I’ve destroyed your life and the lives of every single person in this organization. Believe me, you may not always keep your promises, but I do.
Alexandra Bracken
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Thank you,” he was whispering, “thank you, thank you.…” And then he was kissing my face, every inch of it he could find, wiping away the tears and soot, chanting my name.
Alexandra Bracken
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I hugged him without any kind of fear or self-consciousness, fiercely, with a rush of emotion that almost brought tears to my eyes. I could kiss you! Chubs cried. Please don't! I gasp out, feeling his arms tighten around my ribs to the point of cracking them.
Alexandra Bracken
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I'm trying to feel sorry for you, really I am,North said.If you wait just a moment I'm sure the tears will come.
Alexandra Bracken
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To a father growing old nothing is dearer than a daughter.
Euripides
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Sweet April's tears, Dead on the hem of May.
Alexander Smith
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'Tis hard preaching a stone into tears, or making a rock to tremble.
Richard Baxter
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Thou slanting rain! Thou Hebe of the Skies, That pours out drink to Earth thou faithful wife That with moist tears embraces her prone lord. Thou mist intensified thou double dew That drowns the drought, that heals the parched and burnt -- Thou resurrection rain.
William Batchelder Greene
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Our job is to sell our clients' merchandise... not ourselves. Our job is to kill the cleverness that makes us shine instead of the product. Our job is to simplify, to tear away the unrelated, to pluck out the weeds that are smothering the product message.
William Bernbach
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When Jesus wept, the falling tear in mercy flowed beyond all bound when Jesus groaned, a trembling fear seized all the guilty world around.
William Billings
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Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, And not seek for kind relief? Can I see a falling tear, And not feel my sorrow's share? Can a father see his child Weep, nor be with sorrow filled? Can a mother sit and hear An infant groan, an infant fear? No, no! never can it be! Never, never can it be!
William Blake
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To some people a tree is something so incredibly beautiful that it brings tears to the eyes. To others it is just a green thing that stands in the way.
William Blake
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Dear fatal name! rest ever unreveal'd, Nor pass these lips in holy silence seal'd. Hide it, my heart, within that close disguise, Where mixed with Gods, his lov'd idea lies: O write it not, my hand - the name appears Already written - wash it out, my tears! In vain lost Eloisa weeps and prays, Her heart still dictates, and her hand obeyes.
Alexander Pope
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