Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.


The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal—every other affliction to forget; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open—this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.
Washington Irving.—The Sketch-Book: Rural Funerals.

If my peace hath fled away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
Edgar Allan Poe.—Dream within a Dream. To ———. (Edition of 1829.)

Tell me what is sorrow? It is a glowing cage.
And what is joy? It is a little bird,
Whose song therein is heard.
Stoddard.—Sorrow and Joy.

Tell me what is sorrow? It is an endless sea.
And what is joy? It is a little pearl,
Round which the waters whirl.
Stoddard.—Sorrow and Joy.

With silence only as their benediction,
God’s angels come
Where in the shadow of a great affliction,
The soul sits dumb!
Whittier.—To my Friend on the Death of his Sister.