|Robert Christy, comp. Proverbs, Maxims and Phrases of All Ages. 1887.|
|Alas! by some degree of woe, we every bliss must gain,|
The heart can neer a transport know, that never feels a pain. Lord Lyttleton.
|By telling our woes we often assuage them. French.|| 2|
|He scorned his own who felt anothers woe. Campbell.|| 3|
|No scene of mortal life but teems with mortal woe. Scott.|| 4|
|Woe to him who is alone when he falleth.|| 5|
|Woe to the house where there is no chiding.|| 6|
|Woes cluster, rare are solitary woes,|
They love a train, they tread each others heels. Young.