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Henry Kendall - Silent TearsHenry Kendall - Silent Tears
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What bitter sorrow courses down    Yon mourner’s faded cheek? Those scalding drops betray a grief    Within, too full to speak. Outspoken words cannot express    The pangs, the pains of years; They’re ne’er so deep or eloquent    As are those silent tears. Here is a wound that in the breast    Must canker, hid’n from sight; Though all without seems sunny day,    Within ’Tis ever night. Yet sometimes from this secret source    The gloomy truth appears; The wind’s dark dungeon must have vent    If but in silent tears. The world may deem from outward looks    That heart is hard and cold; But oh! could they the mantle lift    What sorrows would be told! Then, only then, the truth would show    Which most the bosom sears: The pain portrayed by burning words    Or that by—silent tears.
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