• The tear another's tears bring forth,
    The sigh which answers sigh,
    The pulse that beats at other's woes,
    E'en though our own be nigh,

    A balm to bathe the wounded heart
    Where sorrow's hand hath lain,
    The link divine from soul to soul
    That makes us one in pain,

    Sweet sympathy, benignant ray,
    Light of the soul doth shine;
    In it is human nature givin
    A touch of the divine.