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Princes have but their titles for their glories,
An outward honor for an inward toil;
And for unfelt imaginations,

They often feel a world of restless cares:
So that, between their titles, and low name,
There's nothing differs but the outward fame.
-Shakspere. Richard III. (Brackenbury),
Act I., Sc. IV.

Sorrow conceal'd, like an oven stopp'd,
Doth burn the heart to cinders.

-Shakspere. Titus Andronicus (Marcus),

Act II., Sc. V.

Past sorrows, let us moderately lament them ; For those to come, seek wisely to prevent them. -John Webster. The Duchess of Malfi (Duchess), Act. III., Sc. II.

In much wisdom is much grief; and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.

-Ecclesiastes, Ch. I., ver. 18.

Gnarling sorrow hath less power to bite
The man that mocks at it and sets it light.
-Shakspere. Richard II. (Gaunt), Act I.,
Sc. III.

To show an unfelt sorrow, is an office
Which the false man does easy.

-Shakspere. Macbeth (Malcolm), Act. II.,
Sc. III.

This is truth the poet * sings,

That a sorrow's crown of sorrow is remembering happier things.

-Tennyson. Locksley Hall.

Bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave.

-Genesis, Ch. XLII., ver. 38.

Love nursed among pleasures is faithless as they, But the love born of sorrow, like sorrow is true!

-T. Moore. Irish Melodies, In the Morning of Life.

(I will instruct my sorrows to be proud;
For) grief is proud, and makes his own stout.
-Shakspere, King John (Constance), Act
III., Sc. I.

Grief makes one hour ten.

-Shakspere. Richard II. (Bolingbroke),

Act I., Sc. III.

Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seamed with scars; martyrs have put on their coronation robes glittering with fire, and through their tears have the sorrowful first seen the gates of heaven.

-Chapin.

*Dante. Inferno, Can. V., line 121.

Sorrow is a kind of rust of the soul, which every new idea contributes in its passage to scour away. It is the putrefaction of stagnant life, and is remedied by exercise and motion. -Dr. S. Johnson. The Rambler, No. 47.

Sorrow, long-indulg'd and slow,
Is to humanity a foe.

-Langhorne. Hymn to Humanity, St. 2.

The vulgar falls, and none laments his fate, Sorrow has hardly leisure for the great. -Rowe. Lucan's Pharsalia, Bk. IV.

'Tis better to be lowly born,

And range with humble livers in content,
Than to be perch'd up in a glistering grief,
And wear a golden sorrow.

-Shakspere. Henry VIII. (Anne Bullen),
Act II., Sc. III.

He well repents that will not sin, yet can ;
But Death-bed sorrow rarely shows the man.
-Nath. Lee. The Princess of Cleve (Ne-
mours), Act IV., Sc. III.

(Tis held that) sorrow makes us wise. -Tennyson. In Memoriam, CVIII.

Sorrow

More akin to earthly things,
Only strains the sad heart's fibres,

Joy, bright stranger, breaks the strings.
-Adelaide Procter. Homeward Bound.

Sorrow more beautiful than beauty's self.
-Keats. Hyperion, Bk. I.

Sorrow that is couch'd in seeming gladness, Is like the mirth fate turns to sudden sadness. -Shakspere. Troilus and Cressida (Troilus)„ Act I., Sc. I.

Sorrow, the way to death.

-Keats. Endymion, 1.

Renunciation remains sorrow, though a sorrow

borne willingly.

-George Eliot.

The Mill on the Floss,

Bk. IV., Ch. III.

Hang sorrow! care will kill a cat,
And therefore let's be merry.

- Wither. Poem on Christmas.

No wringing of the hands and knocking the breast, or wishing one's self unborn; all which are but the ceremonies of sorrow, the pomp and ostentation of an effeminate grief, which speak not so much the greatness of the misery as the smallness of the mind.

-South.

Light griefs do speak, while sorrow's tongue is bound.

-Seneca.

For the external expressions and vent of sorrow, we know that there is a certain pleasure in weeping; it is the discharge of a big and swelling grief, of a full and strangling discontent; and therefore he that never had such a burden upon his heart as to give him opportunity thus to ease it has one pleasure in this world yet to

come.

-South.

In wooing sorrow let's be brief,

Since, wedding it, there is such length in grief. -Shakspere. Richard II. (Richard),

Act V., Sc. I.

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