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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408385" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Silent Tears</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408385" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">What bitter sorrow courses down<br>Yon mourner’s faded cheek?<br>Those scalding drops betray a grief<br>Within, too full to speak.<br>Outspoken words cannot express<br>The pangs, the pains of years;<br>They’re ne’er so deep or eloquent<br>As are those silent tears. <br>Here is a wound that in the breast<br>Must canker, hid’n from sight;<br>Though all without seems sunny day,<br>Within ’Tis ever night.<br>Yet sometimes from this secret source<br>The gloomy truth appears;<br>The wind’s dark dungeon must have vent<br>If but in silent tears. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=408385" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The world may deem from outward looks<br>That heart is hard and cold;<br>But oh! could they the mantle lift<br>What sorrows would be told!<br>Then, only then, the truth would show<br>Which most the bosom sears:<br>The pain portrayed by burning words<br>Or that by—silent tears.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Henry+Kendall">Henry Kendall</a></strong></div>

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