|Oh cetait le bon temps, jetais bien malheureuse.|
Oh, that was a good time, when I was unhappy.
Sophie Arnould, the actress, accredited with the phrase. Quoted as hers by RulhièreÉpître à Monsieur de Cha.
|Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.|
BaileyFestus. Sc. Home.
|Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths.|
BaileyFestus. Sc. Water and Wood. Midnight.
| In omni adversitate fortunæ, infelicissimum genus est infortunii fuisse felicem.|
In every adversity of fortune, to have been happy is the most unhappy kind of misfortune.
BoethiusDe Consolatione Philosophiæ. Bk. II. Pt. IV.
| Sorrow preys upon|
Its solitude, and nothing more diverts it
From its sad visions of the other world
Than calling it at moments back to this.
The busy have no time for tears.
ByronThe Two Foscari. Act IV. Sc. 1.
|Ah, dont be sorrowful, darling,|
And dont be sorrowful, pray;
Taking the year together, my dear,
There isnt more night than day.
Alice CaryDont be Sorrowful, Darling.
|For of Fortunes sharpe adversite,|
The worste kynde of infortune is this,
A man to hav bent in prosperite,
And it remembren whan it passed is.
ChaucerCanterbury Tales. Troylus and Crysseyde. Bk. III. L. 1,625.
|Men die, but sorrow never dies;|
The crowding years divide in vain,
And the wide world is knit with ties
Of common brotherhood in pain.
Susan CoolidgeThe Cradle Tomb in Westminster Abbey.
|The path of sorrow, and that path alone,|
Leads to the lands where sorrow is unknown
CowperTo an Afflicted Protestant Lady.
| Nessun maggior dolore|
Che ricordarsi del tempo felice
There is no greater sorrow
Than to be mindful of the happy time
DanteInferno. V. 121. Longfellows Trans. Same in FortinguerraRicciardetto. Ch. XI. St. 83. MarinoAdone. Ch. XIV. St. 100.
|Mes malheurs sont comblés, mais ma vertu me reste.|
My sorrows are overwhelming, but my virtue is left to me.
DucisHamlet. Last lines.
|In the bitter waves of woe,|
Beaten and tossed about
By the sullen winds which blow
From the desolate shores of doubt.
Washington GladdenUltima Veritas.
|Ach! aus dem Glück entwickelt oft sich Schmerz.|
Alas! sorrow from happiness is oft evolved.
GoetheDie Natürliche Tochter. II. 3. 17.
|Wer nie sein Brod mit Thränen ass,|
Wer nicht die kummervollen Nächte
Auf seinem Bette weinend sass,
Der kennt euch nicht, ihr himmlischen Mächte.
Who never ate his bread in sorrow,
Who never spent the darksome hours
Weeping, and watching for the morrow,
He knows ye not, ye gloomy Powers.
GoetheWilhelm Meister. Bk. II. Ch. XIII.
|Since sorrow never comes top late,|
And happiness too swiftly flies.
GrayOde on a Distant Prospect of Eton College.
|I walked a mile with Sorrow|
And neer a word said she;
But, oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me.
Robert Browning HamiltonAlong the Road.
| A happier lot were mine,|
If I must lose thee, to go down to earth,
For I shall have no hope when thou art gone,
Nothing but sorrow. Father have I none,
And no dear mother.
HomerIliad. Bk. VI. L. 530. Bryants trans.
|Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.|
HomerIliad. Bk. XXII. L. 543. Popes trans.
|Oderunt hilarem tristes tristemque jocosi.|
The sorrowful dislike the gay, and the gay the sorrowful.
HoraceEpistles. I. 18. 89.
|When sparrows build and the leaves break forth|
My old sorrow wakes and cries.
Jean IngelowSong of Old Love.
|Hang sorrow, care ll kill a cat.|
Ben JonsonEvery Man in his Humour. Act I. Sc. 3.
| O, sorrow!|
Why dost borrow
Hearts lightness from the merriment of May?
KeatsEndymion. Bk. IV.
| To Sorrow|
I bade good-morrow,
And thought to leave her far away behind;
But cheerly, cheerly,
She loves me dearly:
She is so constant to me, and so kind.
KeatsEndymion. Bk. IV.
|How beautiful, if sorrow had not made|
Sorrow more beautiful than Beautys self.
KeatsHyperion. Bk. I. L. 36.
| Our days and nights|
Have sorrows woven with delights.
MalherbeTo Cardinal Richelieu. Longfellows Trans.
|Day-thoughts feed nightly dreams;|
And sorrow tracketh wrong,
As echo follows song.
|A grace within his soul hath reigned|
Which nothing else can bring;
Thank God for all that I have gained
By that high sorrowing.
Monckton Milnes (Lord Houghton).
|Weep on; and, as thy sorrows flow,|
Ill taste the luxury of woe.
|Ecoute, moribonde! Il nest pire douleur|
Quun souvenir heureux dans les jour de malheur.
Listen, dying one! There is no worse sorrow than remembering happiness in the day of sorrow.
Alfred de MussetLe Saule. (The opposite opinion in his Un Souvenir.)
|Con dolor rimembrando il tempo lieto.|
With sorrow remembering happy times.
|Sorrows remembered sweeten present joy.|
PollokCourse of Time. Bk. I. L. 464.
|Do not cheat thy Heart and tell her,|
Grief will pass away,
Hope for fairer times in future,
And forget to-day.
Tell her, if you will, that sorrow
Need not come in vain;
Tell her that the lesson taught her
Far outweighs the pain.
Adelaide A. ProcterFriend Sorrow.
| Die Leiden sind wie die Gewitterwolken; in der Ferne sehen sie schwartz aus, über uns kaum grau.|
Sorrows are like thundercloudsin the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray.
Jean Paul RichterHesperus. XIV.
|Kurz ist der Schmerz, und ewig ist die Freude!|
Brief is sorrow, and endless is joy.
SchillerDie Jungfrau von Orleans. V. 14. 44.
| Quæ fuit durum pati,|
Miminisse dulce est.
Those things which were hard to bear, are sweet to remember.
SenecaHercules Furens. 656.
|Curæ leves loquuntur, ingentes stupent.|
Light sorrows speak, but deeper ones are dumb.
SenecaHippolytus. 607. Thucydides. Bk. VII. Ch. LXXV. Given as from Æschylus. Compare ÆschylusAgamemnon. 860. OvidMetamorphoses. VI. 301312. Herodotus. VII. 147; also III. 14.
|Nulla dies mærore caret.|
There is no day without sorrow.
|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.
As You Like It. Act III. Sc. 5. L. 86.
|When sorrows come, they come not single spies,|
But in battalions.
Hamlet. Act IV. Sc. 5. L. 78.
| Tis better to be lowly born,|
And range with humble livers in content,
Than to be perkd up in a glistering grief,
And wear a golden sorrow.
Henry VIII. Act II. Sc. 3. L. 19.
|I will instruct my sorrows to be proud.|
King John. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 68.
| Here I and sorrows sit:|
Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it.
King John. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 73.
|Down, thou climbing sorrow.|
King Lear. Act II. Sc. 4. L. 57.
| Each new morn,|
New widows howl, new orphans cry, new sorrows
Strike heaven on the face, that it resounds
As if it felt with Scotland and yelld out
Like syllable of dolour.
Macbeth. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 4.
|Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak|
Whispers the oer-fraught heart and bids it break.
Macbeth. Act IV. Sc. 3. L. 209.
| Your cause of sorrow|
Must not be measurd by his worth, for then
It hath no end.
Macbeth. Act V. Sc. 8. L. 44.
| This sorrows heavenly;|
It strikes where it doth love.
Othello. Act V. Sc. 2. L. 21.
|One sorrow never comes but brings an heir,|
That may succeed as his inheritor.
Pericles. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 63.
|Sorrow ends not when it seemeth done.|
Richard II. Act I. Sc. 2. L. 61.
| Joy, being altogether wanting,|
It doth remember me the more of sorrow.
Richard II. Act III. Sc. 4. L. 13.
|Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours,|
Makes the night morning, and the noon-tide night.
Richard III. Act I. Sc. 4. L. 76.
|Eighty odd years of sorrow have I seen,|
And each hours joy wrecked with a week of teen.
Richard III. Act IV. Sc. 1. L. 96.
|If sorrow can admit society,|
Tell oer your woes again by viewing mine.
Richard III. Act IV. Sc. 4. L. 38.
|To weep with them that weep doth ease some deal;|
But sorrow flouted at is double death.
Titus Andronicus. Act III. Sc. 1. L. 245.
|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.
Troilus and Cressida. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 37.
|Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow|
Be a sufficient ransom for offence,
I tender t here: I do as truly suffer,
As eer I did commit.
Two Gentlemen of Verona. Act V. Sc. 4. L. 74.
| Each time we love,|
We turn a nearer and a broader mark
To that keen archer, Sorrow, and he strikes.
Alexander SmithCity Poems. A Boys Dream.
|When sorrow sleepeth, wake it not,|
But let it slumber on.
Miss M. A. StodartSong.
|Time, thy name is sorrow, says the stricken|
Heart of life, laid waste with wasting flame
Ere the change of things and thoughts requicken,
Time, thy name.
SwinburneTime and Life. St. 1.
|What shall be done for sorrow|
With love whose race is run?
Where help is none to borrow,
What shall be done?
|Joy was a flame in me|
Too steady to destroy.
Lithe as a bending reed,
Loving the storm that sways her
I found more joy in sorrow
Than you could find in joy.
Sara TeasdaleThe Answer.
|O sorrow, wilt thou rule my blood,|
Be sometimes lovely, like a bride,
And put thy harsher moods aside,
If thou wilt have me wise and good.
TennysonIn Memoriam. Pt. LVIII.
|Smit with exceeding sorrow unto Death.|
TennysonThe Lovers Tale. L. 597.
|That a sorrows crown of sorrow is remembering happier things.|
TennysonLocksley Hall. St. 38. Churton Collins, in Illustrations of Tennyson. P. 62, refers to PindarPythian 4. 510, and Thucydides II. 44, as inspiring these lines.
|When I was young, I said to Sorrow,|
Come and I will play with thee!
He is near me now all day,
And at night returns to say,
I will come again to-morrow
I will come and stay with thee.
Aubrey Thos. De VereSong. When I was Young I said to Sorrow.
|Past sorrows, let us moderately lament them;|
For those to come, seek wisely to prevent them.
John WebsterDuchess of Malfi. Act III. Sc. 2.
|Sorrow is held the eldest child of sin.|
John WebsterDuchess of Malfi. Act V. Sc. 5.
|Where there is sorrow, there is holy ground.|
Oscar WildeDe Profundis.
|Hang sorrow, care will kill a cat,|
And therefore lets be merry.
|Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,|
That has been and may be again.
WordsworthThe Solitary Reaper.
|So joys remembered without wish or will|
Sharpen the keenest edge of present ill.
WordsworthSonnet on Captivity. VI. 172.