The tear another's tears bring forth, The sigh which answers sigh, The pulse that beats at other's woes, E'en though our own be nigh, A balm to bathe the wounded heart Where sorrow's hand hath lain, The link divine from soul to soul That makes us one in pain, -- Sweet sympathy, benignant ray, Light of the soul doth shine; In it is human nature giv'n A touch of the divine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE NEW ARRIVAL by GEORGE WASHINGTON CABLE MACFLECKNOE; OR, A SATIRE UPON THE TRUE-BLUE-PROTESTANT POET by JOHN DRYDEN OLD IRONSIDES by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES TIPPERARY: 3. AS THE INTERLINEARS MIGHT TAKE IT FROM XENOPHON by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS MEASUREMENTS by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON |