| Strengthen me by sympathizing with my strength not my weakness.|
Amos Bronson AlcottTable-Talk. Sympathy.
| Pity and need|
Make all flesh kin. There is no caste in blood.
Edwin ArnoldLight of Asia. Bk. VI. L. 73.
| But there is one thing which we are responsible for, and that is for our sympathies, for the manner in which we regard it, and for the tone in which we discuss it. What shall we say, then, with regard to it? On which side shall we stand?|
John BrightSpeech on Slavery and Secession. Feb. 3, 1863.
|In the desert a fountain is springing,|
In the wide waste there still is a tree,
And a bird in the solitude singing,
Which speaks to my spirit of thee.
ByronStanzas to Augusta.
| Of a truth, men are mystically united: a mystic bond of brotherhood makes all men one.|
CarlyleEssays. Goethes Works.
|There is in souls a sympathy with sounds.|
CowperThe Task. Bk. VI. L. 1.
|Jobling, there are chords in the human mind.|
DickensBleak House. Ch. XX.
|Our souls sit close and silently within,|
And their own web from their own entrails spin;
And when eyes meet far off, our sense is such,
That, spider like, we feel the tenderest touch.
DrydenMariage à la Mode. Act II. Sc. 1.
| The secrets of life are not shown except to sympathy and likeness.|
EmersonRepresentative Men. Montaigne.
| The man who melts|
With social sympathy, though not allied,
Is of more worth than a thousand kinsmen.
EuripidesOrestes. L. 846.
|He watchd and wept, he prayd and felt for all.|
GoldsmithThe Deserted Village. L. 166.
| The craving for sympathy is the common boundary-line between joy and sorrow.|
J. C. and A. W. HareGuesses at Truth.
|We pine for kindred natures|
To mingle with our own.
Felicia D. HemansPsyche borne by Zephyrs to the Island of Pleasure.
|Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow|
For others good, and melt at others woe.
HomerOdyssey. Bk. XVIII. L. 269. Popes trans.
|Bowels of compassion.|
I John. III. 17.
|World-wide apart, and yet akin,|
As showing that the human heart
Beats on forever as of old.
LongfellowTales of a Wayside Inn. Pt. III. The Theologians Tale. Interlude.
|For I no sooner in my heart divind,|
My heart, which by a secret harmony
Still moves with thine, joined in connection sweet.
MiltonParadise Lost. Bk. X. L. 357.
|Never elated while one mans oppressd;|
Never dejected while anothers blessed.
PopeEssay on Man. Ep. IV. L. 323.
|Somewhere or other there must surely be|
The face not seen, the voice not heard,
The heart that not yetnever yetah me!
Made answer to my word.
Christina G. RossettiSomewhere or Other.
| If thou art something bring thy soul and interchange with mine.|
SchillerVotive Tablets. Value and Worth.
|It [true love] is the secret sympathy,|
The silver link, the silken tie,
Which heart to heart, and mind to mind
In body and in soul can bind.
ScottLay of the Last Minstrel. Canto V. St. 13.
|For thou hast given me in this beauteous face,|
A world of earthly blessings to my soul,
If sympathy of love unite our thoughts.
Henry VI. Pt. II. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 21.
|A sympathy in choice.|
Midsummer Nights Dream. Act I. Sc. 1. L. 141.
|A heart at leisure from itself,|
To soothe and sympathise.
Anna L. WaringFather I know that all my Life.