When sparrows build and the leaves break forth — Sorrow

"Joy, being altogether wanting, It doth remember me the more of sorrow."

"Mes malheurs sont comblés, mais ma vertu me reste."

"Here I and sorrows sit: Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it."

"I have, as when the sun doth light a storm, Buried this sigh in wrinkle of a smile: But sorrow, that is couchd in seeming gladness, Is like that mirth fate turns to sudden sadness."

"The pain shown by others and later understood doesn’t hurt as deeply as the pain one feels firsthand and then witnesses."

"Wherever sorrow is, relief would be: If you do sorrow at my grief in love, By giving love, your sorrow and my grief were both extermind."