JOY.
When you first saw the light of this world you were crying, and your friends were full of joy;—Live, so, that when you die, your friends will cry and you will be full of joy.
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Of joys departed,
Not to return, how painful the remembrance!
—R. Blair.
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I cannot speak, tears so obstruct my words,
And choke me with unutterable joy.
—Otway.
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Joy when it's shared, its pleasure doubles,
And sorrow, loses half its troubles.