A heavy sorrow hath befallen me, and this race may lighten the burden of grief.

Yet, worthy princess, let thy sorrow cease, And let this sight your former joys revive. AMADINE.

Should he to Zábul fired with wrongs return, The plunder'd land will long in sorrow mourn!

Within my breast care, danger, sorrow dwell; Hope and revenge sit hammering in my heart: The baleful babes of angry Nemesis Disperse their furious fires upon my soul.

The President of the United States with profound sorrow announces to the Army, the Navy, and Marine Corps the death of Zachary Taylor, late President of the United States.

V. But softer sounds of sorrow flow; On drooping wing the murm'ring gales Have borne the deep complaints of woe That rose along the lonely vales Those breezes waft the orphan's cries, They tremble to parental sighs, And drink a tear for keener anguish shed, The tear of faithful love when hope is fled.

"All round it storms of trouble blow, And waves of sorrow roll; Cold waves and winter storms beat through, And pain the tenant-soul.

You, Madam, do alone your Sorrows bear, Which would be less, did but Alcippus share; As Lovers we agree, I'll not deny, But thou art lov'd again, so am not I. Am.

Draw neare a while, and whilst vpon the plaines Your flocks do gently feed, lets see your skill How you with chaunting can sad sorrow kill.

"My hopes and fears, joys and sorrows centre in you.

A FRIEND'S BIRTHDAY When born, in tears we saw thee drown'd, While thine assembled friends around, With smiles their joy confest; So live, that at thy parting hour, They may the flood of sorrow pour, And thou in smiles be drest!

But now a tremor breaks the spell, And stirs to life the languid air, It is the convent's vesper-bell, The plaintive call to evening prayer; That prayer which rises like a sigh From every sorrow-laden breast, When twilight dims the garish sky, And day is dying in the west.

And may no care disturb that breast, Nor sorrow dim that brow serene; And may thy latest years be bless'd As thy sweet infancy has been.

Then was the truth received into my heart, That, under heaviest sorrow earth can bring, 465 If from the affliction somewhere do not grow Honour which could not else have been, a faith, An elevation and a sanctity, If new strength be not given nor old restored, The blame is ours, not Nature's.

Till every heart to innocence be tuned, Nor sinful pleasures ever dare intrude, To mar the image God has made and blest, With means of pleasure, happiness and rest; That all may find, in holy joys and pure, Relief from care, for every sorrow cure; And live to be in holy pleasures blest, Till earthly toil is changed for heavenly rest.

Examples are common, how it causeth melancholy, desperation, and sometimes death itself; for (Eccles. xxxviii. 15,) "Of heaviness comes death; worldly sorrow causeth death."

It is so; and those of us who have caught a vision of the better times coming through reason, through knowledge, through manly and womanly endeavor, have caught a sight of a Christendom passing away, of a religion of sorrow declining, of a gospel preached for the poor no longer useful to a world that is mastering its own problems of poverty and lifting itself out of disabling misery into wealth without angelic assistance.

Come, eyes that on me beam, Leave what ye sorrow deem, While yet ye may.

But ah, when thou thy sorrow didst inspire [-Tragi-comedies.-] With Passions, blacke as is her darke attire, Virgins as Sufferers have wept to see [-Arcas.-] So white a Soule, so red a Crueltie;

But care and sorrow dwelt in these halls: the Queen lay upon a sick-bed, and the doctors declared that she must die.

A weary pilgrim, left in cheerless gloom, To grope his midnight journey to the tomb; His life a tempest, death, a wreck forlorn, In sorrow dying, as in sorrow born.

and, while her heart Struggled with tears nor could its sorrow ease, 535 She left him there; for, clustering round his knees, With his oak-staff the cottage children played;

Nothing remains, but that, with humble confidence we resign ourselves to almighty goodness, and fall down, without irreverent murmurs, before the sovereign distributer of good and evil, with hope, that though sorrow endureth for a night, yet joy may come in the morning.

At that moment, however, the real cause of his sorrow enters in the shape of a nymph, and Ircano leaves Silvano in order to follow her with prayers and supplications.

But if ye lust for war, if strife must break Forth among kin, and bloodshed quench our feud, Bold Polydeuces then shall hold his hands And his cousin Idas from the abhorrèd fray: While I and Castor, the two younger-born, Try war's arbitrament; so spare our sires Sorrow exceeding.