<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409098" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet 07</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Grief dies like joy; the tears upon my cheek<br>Will disappear like dew. Dear God! I know<br>Thy kindly Providence hath made it so,<br>And thank thee for the law. I am too weak<br>To make a friend of Sorrow, or to wear,<br>With that dark angel ever by my side<br>(Though to thy heaven there be no better guide),<br>A front of manly calm. Yet, for I hear<br>How woe hath cleansed, how grief can deify,<br>So weak a thing it seems that grief should die,<br>And love and friendship with it, I could pray,<br>That if it might not gloom upon my brow,<br>Nor weigh upon my arm as it doth now,<br>No grief of mine should ever pass away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+Timrod">Henry Timrod</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=409098" data-title="Sonnet 07 de Henry Timrod" data-description="Grief dies like joy; the tears upon my cheek Will disappear like dew. Dear God! I know Thy kindly Providence hath made it so, And thank thee for the law. I am too weak To make a friend of Sorrow, or to wear, With that dark angel ever by my side (T..."></div> </div> </div>

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