Weeping Quotes

When rowan leaves are dank and rusting And rowan berries red as blood, When in my palm the hangman's thrusting The final nail with bony thud, When, over the foul flooding river, Upon the wet grey height, I toss Before my land's grim looks, and shiver As I swing here upon the cross, Then, through the blood and weeping, stretches My dying sight to space remote; I see upon the rivers reaches Christ sailing to me in a boat.

Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok

Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers And that cannot stop their tears.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

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Updated On : March 02, 2014
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