There is something in the pang of change More than the heart can bear, Unhappiness remembering happiness.
Lucky that man whose children make his happiness in life and not his grief, the anguished disappointment of his hopes.
The care of God for us is a great thing, if a man believe it at heart: it plucks the burden of sorrow from him. So I have a secret hope of someone, a God, who is wise and plans;but my hopes grow dim w...