"Nulla dies mærore caret. There is no day without sorrow. Seneca the Younger , Troades , 77...."
"Grief tears his heart, and drives him to and fro, In all the raging impotence of woe..."
"Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows, Which shows like grief itself, but is not so; For sorrow's eye, glazed wi..."
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